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HOME.. PARARAEGALA.. DORKISTIC.
FICTIONS

Eye of Raven
Peril in Menacing Throb
Poignant of the Broken Memory
Wielding Katana

DRABBLES

Forgotten Melody
Gift of Immortality
Perhaps...Love is Another Word to Express Hatred
Raisonnement, Confiance, Fric
Man of Crow
The Making
Bitter Farewell
Sailing the Boat
How I Met a Demon. (29 NOVEMBER 2011 - 17:02)
Who Am I?
Demonic Me
Demonic Lilith
Soldier
The Child: Me.
Knowledge
Dying Me
Valuing My Life
Mixing Potions of Feelings
A Deadly Game
Tampering in a Tub
Renovating My Heart
The Master He Only Have
A Man and a Piano
Two Peas in a Pod
Death is the New Beginning
Ignorant Me
Wittering Serenity
Entering Battlefield
My Name is L.
A Fight To Come

POEM

A Man Can Die But Once
Eternally Remembered
Forever and a Day
I Like This Place and Willingly Spend My Time In It
Miserable Have No Other Medicine but Hope
To the Tiny Being
A Pearl Among the Pebbles
Who I Am
A Somebody

ONE SHOT REQUEST

Psychosis Attraction By SSLL Staff @ SSLL

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Renovating My Heart
He stood there, against the window where light shafted in, and basked his figure with its glittery, golden ray. His hair shone its darkest blue color under the light, like a star waiting for curtain to open, when the actual reality is his hair is as raven as mine. The room is empty and yet to be cleaned. Dust hung over the air, making me feel uncomfortable, but I stood there nevertheless. I was amazed at how mesmerizing he is. Just by standing there, looking at the sun, makes him so great. I wished time would have stopped, because by the time he looked at me, my trance stops and my smile disappear.

"Master," His voice circled the air as it catches my fear like feathers fell on her head. I had to shook my head and tilted my head to one side before I can get myself out of my own imagination.

"Sebastian," I sighed his name before I turned around and walked down the hallway leading to the stairs. When my feet touched the top of the stairs, I can feel his presence behind me. Like a warm touch of blanket around my body, a feeling of security and confidence seeped through my vein. A smile curved on my face and I almost wished he didn't notice it. "I'm hungry and tired."

"I'll make reservation at the Molli's." The deep voice replied. I could imagine the words rolled over his tongue smoothly, like he was revising a script, memorizing and acting on it like a fine A-class actor.

"No," I replied, rather too quickly. "I will have Chinese." Time suddenly stopped and awkward air hung over our heads. I quickly regretted my words and walked down the stairs faster. I should have pick something of my standard. Chinese take-outs just isn't and I skipped over.

"Master?" I could feel the doubt in his voice as doubt also clouded my mind. Am I making this right? I pushed my thoughts aside and stood by my answer as I hid my blushed cheeks under my bangs.

"Can I expect it by five?" I flipped my bangs and unpretentiously replied.

"Yes, Master." I felt him leaving out the door as I walked into the empty kitchen. I looked around the room and couldn't help myself feeling lonely. The feeling of comfort left me with him and, suddenly, I felt vulnerable. How I wished he didn't have to leave to make a phone call. I wouldn't mind hearing his voice over the order with the restaurant. I sighed at myself and clapped my hands together. Perhaps, the phone call is over...its been a minute after all.

"Master," I turned around and met eyes with him as soon as I heard his voice. I felt like on Sunday again, with morning bell tolls. "They said they will be arrive in three minutes. Would you like to have the meal in the porch? I've taken the liberty to set the table and chair."

Wow. You did that in less than one minute? I wanted to say. "Alright." I replied instead. "This place need some renovations. It's too small." I looked around and tried to strike a conversation. I just need to hear his voice than just 'Master'.

"Yes, I've talked with the contractor. We will expand the kitchen to the back and add two additional rooms for silver pantry and wine cellar."

"I see. How about the basement?"

"There are two rooms and large opening. The rooms can be used for the two servants and the opening for ironing and laundry."

"How about the other room?"

"It's for the twin." I nodded my head and walked towards the living room.

"When did the contractor said they will start and finish this?"

"In three months, including the gazebo and attics." I nodded again and pretended to take mental note of it though I've asked the same question this morning.

Looking at the room so empty and useless, I started to looked into self image. My heart has been empty ever since that day and it became small, like a size of my thumb. I think my heart need a renovation too, if that even make any sense. I turned towards the front door as a sound of delivery horned. Sebastian quickly bowed and walked out. Sighed...I hate feeling alone, especially when it was Sebastian who left me. But even in the midst of all these, I could still smile when catch a sight of him again, this time at the porch, setting up the table. What a guy, I shook my head.
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