Growing, I noticed the feeling was different. Arising from the east, the great blue curtain began to rise, between the smoke and the darkness the murmuring of the voices came into focus, several things mixing inside of them, like the raging wind on a field, the force unbroken by anything just being carried on long grass and reeds. It was completely appropriate, after all this was a long time coming, my soul was here, bounded to the place where i found it for the first time in my life, the air was heavy, and the intensity of the microphone as I waited for my cue. I looked over at Seiko and then to Tomo before the curtain reach half-mast, the same look i have probably, like my wish came true, I closed my eyes and began to sing. This is the last song Charlotte write for Haruka, after Shou leaves her she decides that life is better being by herself, and living her life for Haruka and her sake, Zestubou Nation rejoins after their one night reunion was one of the biggest shows a stadi...
I was never a fan of what people call ' soul mates .' In fact, I never believed the concept had any standing in the real world. It's a fantasy that people tell each other, like there really is one person curated for our every wish and want and need. I think we have a say in this world, not a soul mate, but a person, tangible and grounded, and on that ground we find that ours is even, not a mound or a hole around us, and we can walk together on that path. The souls we seek are like this, on the same path, and they are our chosen family. I think that's a stronger bond, family, I haven't had the best relationships with my own kin, but my friends and him ...I think I chose them as my family. I wasn't used to the type of attention Masake bestowed upon me, I wondered if it was my voice, people seemed to be captivated by it, I'm grateful for that, but is that what he was after? Perhaps it was my body that attracted him to me, I am on the heavier side of a medium ...