Jurhael

Fandom: Dragon Quest 8 Title: Speaks a thousand words Type: Fanfic Word Count: 750 Characters: Angelo/Hyacinth(Eight) Rating: G Disclaimer: Don't own Dragon Quest VIII Summary: Angelo kept a picture of someone he didn't know, but it looked like someone he knew a little too well. Angelo found the picture during a side trip to Simpleton. He couldn't  remember exactly where, but he knew he found it somewhere in that area.  He kept it with him while they walked around the Argonia Bazaar and he couldn't quite get it out of his mind. The picture resembled Dhoulmagus,  the man they were going to be fighting shortly, and it didn't help that  

A Chōka(Form of Japanese short poem)and Envoi The Angel of Everywhere Hyacinth/Angelo When I think of girls I think of my Angelo He is not a girl But, he often looks like one He is beautiful Like an angel from the sky He glows like the moon No girl shines as bright as he The angel of everywhere. What is he to me? A woman or man? He can be both kinds. As long as he is all mine. My angel of everywhere. --- A Waka/Haiku My lovely object Marcello/Angelo I dream a great dream Of you being my footstool You right under me I want you under my feet I want you to be my rug An excellent tool for me I come over this I smile at the thought of you

This is my final journal entry. I’m writing this with my blood. It doesn't look like it, oddly enough, but I can no longer tell what anything looks like now. I never thought I'd be using my own blood for something like this. Angelo, damn him! He struck the killing blow. It hurts. I can feel the warmth of my own blood through my glove and I can see it dripping on my thighs. My hand that grips my sword is all that prevents me from dying outright. I still have some time left. I can hear a river behind me. It's peaceful. It flows like the tears that I am trying to hold at bay, but I am failing. Please, Goddess, don't let Angelo or any of hi

Just watch the world burn. Just watch it burn. Let it die as he should have died. He should have fallen down that huge hole, but even that was taken from him. The world is no longer worth saving. His dreams died. His dreams are dead, so he wants the world dead. He helps no one let them die as his dreams died. He wanted the chance to rise above what others considered "his station". Others denied him that chance, so let them die. Let the world burn. Let every one die. The world is not worth saving. There is no hope and not because of Rapthorne. What will be saved? The same old things, the status quo, commoners staying commoners, merit meaning

Notes: For Dreamwidth's 1Sentence. Honestly, I don't know if I'm just too hard on myself or I could have done better than this(this is why the title is "A little too simple"). I don't know. At least I got it done. There are some spoilers here, but everything else is safe. 1. Treasure Marcello barely hid his love for treasure. 2. Dream Marcello had a dream, and he had every intention of making sure it came true. 3. Follow He learned the hard way that one can't lead those who aren't willing to follow. 4. Revolt When he found that the status quo in the world wasn't changing fast enough, Marcello decided that it was time to revolt. 5. War "Life