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Apr. 20th, 2007 01:48 amChallenge: None
Title: Show me a sign of Paradise
Word Count: 241
Notes: Based off of the song Center of the Universe by Kamelot; Dedicated to
barunesusa as it's her fault this exists.
“I have a tale to be told won't you listen tonight. Follow me into the core of the fountain of light. Try to imagine that hope is our ship for the soul.” Demyx sang into his brush, posing in front of the mirror before he continued. “Maybe together we'll find there's a place for us all.”
He wasn’t normally into “rock” per say, but he was most certainly in love with this song. He had just woken up and was about to go and shower himself as he had forgotten earlier. The gel caused his hair to be smashed up against one side of his head, but that wasn’t the problem, but the fact was that he had stripped down to his underwear and got himself distract with the song that was in his head. He mimicked a guitar for a small bit, running his fingers up the imaginary frets before he brought the brush to his lips again.
“If the war by heavens gate released desire, in the line of fire someone must have known that a human heart demands to be admired,” He continued the song once more, and then stopped, slowly setting down the brush upon the desk. He then spoke the final words of the song before leaving to shower. It was best to pretend that they really didn’t hit exactly what the Organization was demanding.
Cause in the Center of the Universe we are all alone.
Title: Show me a sign of Paradise
Word Count: 241
Notes: Based off of the song Center of the Universe by Kamelot; Dedicated to
“I have a tale to be told won't you listen tonight. Follow me into the core of the fountain of light. Try to imagine that hope is our ship for the soul.” Demyx sang into his brush, posing in front of the mirror before he continued. “Maybe together we'll find there's a place for us all.”
He wasn’t normally into “rock” per say, but he was most certainly in love with this song. He had just woken up and was about to go and shower himself as he had forgotten earlier. The gel caused his hair to be smashed up against one side of his head, but that wasn’t the problem, but the fact was that he had stripped down to his underwear and got himself distract with the song that was in his head. He mimicked a guitar for a small bit, running his fingers up the imaginary frets before he brought the brush to his lips again.
“If the war by heavens gate released desire, in the line of fire someone must have known that a human heart demands to be admired,” He continued the song once more, and then stopped, slowly setting down the brush upon the desk. He then spoke the final words of the song before leaving to shower. It was best to pretend that they really didn’t hit exactly what the Organization was demanding.
Cause in the Center of the Universe we are all alone.