Prologue of the Hellsing Inspired
Feb. 4th, 2004 03:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
popcandyPrologue to the Hellsing story! Short, but all the history will be soon revealed. Whoot. I need a title for my little story. Any ideas anyone?
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The two girls sat in the grass and looked upwards toward the black sky. They could do nothing more than grin...they were free..
The raindrops kept pelting the grimy sidewalks...and the lonesome children in the Hanatoma Orphanage. The little ones seemed to be enjoying the rain, bouncing around in the puddles, and splashing each other with the rain drops dripping from their tiny fingers. Everyone was having just a grand old time...except three little ones, two girls and a boy, standing aside, away from the rain, away from the wetness. They looked uncomfortable and at unease, as the other children tried to persuade them to join in their activities. A young child, covered in mud and rain, started tugging at one of the girls, the fair haired one, and this resulted in problems...
The discontentment the snow haired girl had started rising and boiling to the surface, and she started clawing at the other child's arm. The child noticed he was starting to bleed and started squalling to the head mother of the orphanage, but the three lone children still kept their distance. They were a strange bunch all in all. They looked no more than four in age, and you can tell by their faces that they were related. They appeared one day in the orphanage all alone..no one had brought them there, and all three had no idea how they got there. Just a strange bunch of children...
These children will prove a legacy all their own. Whether other people like it or not.
The two girls kept on grinning...
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Katelan's memorial service is on Saturday. No way I am missing it. We should make an orange pineapple cake. Whether parents will go for it is the question.
Maybe they will. Or maybe another's parents will. We will see, perhaps.
*sighs*
-=Celi
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The two girls sat in the grass and looked upwards toward the black sky. They could do nothing more than grin...they were free..
The raindrops kept pelting the grimy sidewalks...and the lonesome children in the Hanatoma Orphanage. The little ones seemed to be enjoying the rain, bouncing around in the puddles, and splashing each other with the rain drops dripping from their tiny fingers. Everyone was having just a grand old time...except three little ones, two girls and a boy, standing aside, away from the rain, away from the wetness. They looked uncomfortable and at unease, as the other children tried to persuade them to join in their activities. A young child, covered in mud and rain, started tugging at one of the girls, the fair haired one, and this resulted in problems...
The discontentment the snow haired girl had started rising and boiling to the surface, and she started clawing at the other child's arm. The child noticed he was starting to bleed and started squalling to the head mother of the orphanage, but the three lone children still kept their distance. They were a strange bunch all in all. They looked no more than four in age, and you can tell by their faces that they were related. They appeared one day in the orphanage all alone..no one had brought them there, and all three had no idea how they got there. Just a strange bunch of children...
These children will prove a legacy all their own. Whether other people like it or not.
The two girls kept on grinning...
---
Katelan's memorial service is on Saturday. No way I am missing it. We should make an orange pineapple cake. Whether parents will go for it is the question.
Maybe they will. Or maybe another's parents will. We will see, perhaps.
*sighs*
-=Celi
