Shinigami

He saw a field of flowers spreading its arms for him. His senses sharpened. He heard a dim voice. It has been like an eternity since the last time that warm voice reached his ears, it has been glowing in his head for a long time, though. He saw the light of a smile, almost the sole one that has been ringing in his head day in and day out and "Thou art Deceazed Fella"! The very moment these words touched his mind "Would that mean?", he thought. An explosion hit his heart, the instinct was violently triggered. Joice and delight it was.

Yage

Hello there!

It's been a while since the last time I wrote on these pages. Well, come to think about it, it's not uncommon. Is it? After all I'm not haunted with gloomy ideas. Not all the time anyways! Otherwise, I'd have hanged myself a long ago.