Updates
December 27th, 2004
Thank goodness! My site's finally back up ^_^ the backups of the old version got lost when drive D blew up and so I figured, well, I guess it's time for a remodeling o.0 So here's version 2! Alot of my stuff got deleted with drive D as well, like character profiles, photoshoppings, older art, art that I didn't post anywhere, etc. Sad, really. *sniffles* but I guess it gave me a good reason to pull out my limited htmling skills again. I kinda like this new layout. Although the actual LAYOUT part of the layout isn't that different, the background picture's kinda cool. I did like the other one though. But this one seems to fit my mood more lately. Anyway, enough rambling. Go see, if you want! hopefully I'll have more things to add later.

Other
Raemanzu's Prose and such

Okay. Here's all the stuff that wouldn't fit in the other categories. This ranges from humorous roleplaying I've done with my characters, to little bits of prose written about nameless people and places.

Suspense

In silent darkness she stared down the empty street. Only the waning moon provided light; the stars seemed too frightened to show their feeble twinkling. No wind, no sound stirred the air, nothing but the words, running through her mind, over, and over. And as they went, they brought memories to the surface, as well as the feelings they accompanied. Fear. Anger. Sorrow. Disbelief. She knew what was coming. She'd relived it several times, and tonight would be the same. The feeling of horrible suspense lingered, though she tried to distract her thoughts from the aching anticipation inside her. She could not continue, not until He came. He had to see it too. She had to wait. If she didn't, if she went on ahead and pressed forward, through the Experience, she would only have to go over it once again, so that he could see it too. And it would be twice as bad the next time.
Still, she began to wonder if maybe it wouldn't. Maybe it would be easier this time. In any case, this waiting was nearly as horrible as what she knew was coming. Sitting here, the memories were making her relive it anyway. She held in a howl of frustration. What was taking Him so long? Didn't he realize what he was putting her through? Didn't he care about this? He knew what was coming too, he had gone through the Experience once before, so why didn't he hurry, and get it over with? There was no use in prolonging the inevitable with this sort of thing. It would only make it worse, she knew that for a fact; it wasn't just pretty words to intimidate an enemy. And still, he sat there, becoming lost in his silly games with his silly friends. Perhaps he had forgotten, or would forget, if he continued. As for her, she would press on. She was no coward. Though the Experience always haunted her for days afterward, she would press on. The suspense was far too great to let her turn back now.
Finally giving in, she nodded to herself. Even if he asked her to relive it again with him, she would go on without him for now. Even if she had to retrace her steps and go back over the horrible pictures in her mind, it didn't matter.
With a deep breath and mixed feelings of excitement and dread, she took her first step down the road, not for the first time. The page turned, and the story began.

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