|My beloved kitty, Misty|
Soul Mate Quest Journal 2nd EntryJuly 22Soul Mate Quest Journal 2nd Entry by KittySib
So much has happened since I passed through the portal to the human world. There was this blinding blue light, and a deadly chill followed by disorientation. I am so embarrassed. I fell from the sky and crashed into the trees below. Luckily I escaped with a few scrapes and bruises.
Once I had myself sorted out, I closed my eyes and Listened. I heard the sound of warriors celebrating-all loud and drunken and singing things rather poorly. I crept up to the edge of their camp, and tried to make sense of it all. Almost everyone had a sword and a drink. In the center of their camp was a large pole with a man tied to it. He couldn’t sit, he couldn’t move, and it seemed he was barely breathing.
I was about to walk away, because it was none of my business. He might be a dangerous criminal after all. That changed though when he caught my eye. No one else noticed me, but their prisoner looked me right in the eyes. His were the most beautiful green I’d ever seen. Now tha
Soul Mate Quest Journal 1st EntryJuly 20thSoul Mate Quest Journal 1st Entry by KittySib
This journal belongs to me, Cathleen Felix. It was an early birthday present from my older brother. I’ve spent the last two days trying to figure out how I wanted to use this. I finally came to the conclusion that I would write about everything that happens up to the eve of my 29th birthday. I want to have a lasting voice. A legacy of sorts for whoever cares to read this.
I suppose that I should explain. My people are called the Winged Ones. Mine are dark green. I also have bright blue hair, black feline ears and a long, fluffy black tail. Other tribe of Winged Ones have different types of features, like the Wolf Clan, and the Fox Clan.
According to a curse cast upon all clans hundreds of years ago, if we do not find our soul mates before we turn a certain age we will turn into beasts or monsters. For men, the age is 32. I guess it’s because men mature a little slower than women. We females only have until our 29th birthday. It isn’t rare that those who fail
BurnSo I stare at the screen,Burn by KittySib
Willing the page to come to life.
For words to magically appear,
And change how I feel.
Instead all I hear in the silence is this inner voice demanding that everything burn.
Burn it all.
Escape while there’s still a chance.
I have no flame.
I cannot obey,
But the words stay locked in my mind.
I can’t do any of those things.
How can I be anything?
I just want it all to go away,
But I know it won’t.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned,
It’s that things will never just go away.
They may be forgotten,
But they are just lurking in the dark locked corners of the mind,
Awaiting the chance to reemerge and destroy everything.
I should know.
It happens to me all the time.
Sorrow's SongI needed something to clear my mind.Sorrow's Song by KittySib
I needed someone I left behind.
I lost myself inside my Shadows.
Now I’ll never be free.
I thought love would conquer all.
I trust you,
But you let me fall.
Despair took over, and then I knew.
I wasn’t real.
Not to you.
Starlight gleams beyond my window,
But I’m trapped in this world I made.
A place of refuge from all my tears.
Tears I shed for you.
Softly whispers consume my mind.
I look for answers, but all I find
Is shattered pieces of a different time.
Who I was before you.
Writing is my passion. I also draw some and crochet. I want to reach out with my writings and inspire others. Even though it is easy to get lost in the darkness, one can almost always find a light-if you look for one. I may be a bit strange and unconventional-I am a Kitty Cat Imperialist. (and yes, I'm serious) Anyways, I like making new friends. I hope you find what you are looking for and have a great day!|
All shall be accomplished while serving the Kitties, who rule this world, though it is not widely known.