Dreamweaver 007 - The blessing~

Tell me again, how you fell from the stars,
Tell me again, how you caught me

Tell me again, how you heard my call,
Tell me again, how you need me

Tell me again, how i took you for granted,
Tell me again, how you regret it

I will tell you how you made me a man-
It was the first day that you left me.

At first there was the loneliness,
And along came the sorrow,
My strength came from my world,
The one you left hollow.

A weapon with nothing to protect,
Will quickly rust and crumble,
A proud armor with nothing to shield,
Will eventually be humbled.

I gave you the world my love,
But i could have given more.
I will return to you my love,
And you shall have me till i'm raw.

I need you to protect me,
To honour and uphold me.
I need you to love me,
I need you to need me.

I see our love go deeper,
In the way we're caressing.
You are my keeper,
And you are my blessing.

Dreamweaver 006 - The Muse

You seem to appear less frequently, Muse.

"I appear only when called"

But I have called upon you countless...

"There is a great difference between calling me- and thinking you are calling me"

How annoying

"You call me with your intentions, but i am called by your soul."

Dreamweaver 005 - The Retired Slayer

"I'm going to jump"
He stares to the void in front of him.
I'm the only one up here. They'll put me for murder.
"Well, go back inside then."

Nah, if you are going to do it, i'll watch from here.

They sat in contemplative silence.
Wow. 30 floors down. Wonder what he'll look like when he hits it.

"You heard what he said. I'm apparently just an embarassment to his existance"
Yea. Some form of refraint could be used there.
"Highly unlikely. I think he said what was to be said, in the manner it needed to be said in"
Well your father's quite known to be the one that says the dumbest things. Most of the time it sounds like you got disowned, this time it just seemed more convincing.

Not much of a difference today. You and your dad had a row, i'm here to ease the tension, and one way or the other, this will end. Not the first time eh? We lost count.

Except this time we're on a ledge 30 floors up.

I know there's more to it than him.

I know you want it to end.

But you must understand, you're looking for a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

"Sounds like a good deal to me"
"That man had nothing to say to me. He just wanted to make sure he embarassed me in front of everyone."

I know. We all knew. No one is holding it against you.
But some form of restraint could be used here as well

"Give me one good reason not to do this."

Hah
You'll be the ugliest thing at your own funeral.

"Heh. You're a bastard man."
I know.
"All right then. Got something to smoke?"

Dreamweaver 004 - The Fishes in the Bowl~

"Don't come near me" she said.
She glared.
Her gaze sharpened.

Frail, she shivered.
There's so much anger in her.

"One step closer, and i will do it".

She must know what trust is.
Then i will be the one to teach her.

He took another step.
Her grip tightened around her blade.

I won't tell you to calm down.
I won't waste any more words on you.

He takes another step.
And she takes aim.
Gently, to cause no alarm, he places his hands on her shoulders.
"Let me go" she says.
But he refused to listen.
The tip of her blade presses against his chest.
"You should not lay a hand on me"
He looked her in the eyes,
This i can do for you

She trembles as his hands slid down her arms,
and traced the arch of her back.
"Please don't do this..."
He pulls her closer, gently, and caresses his cheek against hers,
as the blade finally penetrated his skin.

The warmth of his body, his blood on her hands...
One of us will lose their resolve.
"It won't be me..."
I pray to God that what you do is true.
If i chose not to believe, then you will truly have no one.
He draws her closer, and the blade thrusts deeper...

"Why are you doing this?"
If you're resolve is true, let me be the one to uphold it.
If this is the burden you carry, let me help you bear it.
Let me uphold you.

"But i may be wrong-"
Too late
He pulls her near, and his strength began to weaken.
At this point, the last thing i want to hear from you is doubts in your actions.

His legs began to falter, and he slowly falls to the ground.
I give you, myself. Abuse it and you shall never feel this privileged again.
His vision began to blur,
His senses began to dim.
His grip began to loosen,
His consciousness fades away.

The only thing i can hold on to now, is the scent of your hair.

And they held each other close. With only the stars as their witnesses.
Their miniscule warm gaze observed from a distance,
As how we do fishes in a bowl.

Dreamweaver 003 - The Broken Wing

"I don't think i can take it anymore"
She's changed...
Her voice shivers, her smile broken,
and her gaze seems to go deep into empty space, so deep and far away that no light could ever reach it again.
She's changed.
Damage done, problem solved and life goes on
"Where were you all this time?"
Problem not solved. No, this is different
"I shouldn't... blame you for not preventing my mistakes"
Standing behind her while she sits curled on the edge of the roof, i set my eyes on her wild frenzied hair. Purple, i think. Streaks of purple and red. That's what it used to be long ago. I couldn't tell from the light- or the lack of it.
Why didn't you call on the others?
She froze just for a second. Her frail naked body had been shivering from the cold winds this entire time.
"They're not you"
Any one of us could stop him from beating you
I looked up to the clouds. Looks like rain. Smells like soon.
Time to move on. He's back in the room, tied to a chair.
She can settle this from here.

"Please take me with you..."
I stopped.
Its done, little angel.
She was such a strong girl before. Not someone who couldn't take a beating.
This isn't the first abusive boyfriend of hers. Something's different.
I stood over her again, feeling all the dread in the world around me.
"Don't leave me again.."

I stood there and tried to make sense of things. The answer came with the moon.
As the clouds parted and the full moon appeared, i realised what was different.
His punches hurt her dignity.
That man..
His ciggarettes, knives and boiling water broke her soul.
We're not done here little angel.
I bent over and gently grabbed her arm.
I'm going to finish it. Slowly.
She stood up, and i wrapped my jacket around her.
You might want to see this.

Dreamweaver 002 - The Game

"You shouldn't walk so close on the edge. Its a drop way too deep to play with.."
Worst thing to happen is death, and i'm all up for that.
"Funny, i never saw you as suicidal"
...just a little sometimes.
"Technically, if you slip and fall off that ledge, it's pretty much considered suicide"
Eternal damnation and all that jazz.

It's all right. I was just playing.
"You really almost slipped off! That was not funny at all!"
Well i'm sure god has a better sense of humour than you.

"You know, we've known each other since we were kids, man. But you've really changed recently. You spend alot more time in your room, you keep things to yourself now, you're not even interested in all those girls we used to sit on the roof and talk about. ALL the time."

What can i say to that, my friend. Given the choice of letting you think i've really messed up or gone insane, i chose neither.

"Its like you've gone celibate! You, of all people!"
I smiled at that. I guess god really do have a sense of humour.

"Your actions could almost be seen as a selfish act. We've come a long way, friend. We were all once on the same boat that seemed lost at sea. We're all still on that boat it seems. All but you."
Our tiny group of outcasts, neglected children and the socially deformed.
"We formed a family. Together we managed to taste the comfort of home for the first time."
But i think we all aged and should move on. If we hung on too much to each other, we would just end up holding each other back.
"Some are still so young. So very young. If you left them to their devices, you would be ungrateful, and a hypocrite."

Have you tasted love?
"What?"