Kaneko Kei (Fujimiya Ran)'s Journal
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Date:2003-07-15 02:54
Subject:Reserved - Kei
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Nightmare

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Date:2003-07-04 22:46
Subject:Reservation
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Reserved

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Date:2003-06-23 09:37
Subject:Goodbye
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Music:Silence

Small enough to pass through the eye of a needle )

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Date:2003-06-17 05:23
Subject:Reading
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Music:Depeche Mode - It's No Good

Reading the private entries. )

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Date:2003-06-14 07:14
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Music:Silence

images )

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Date:2003-06-11 04:13
Subject:Decisions
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Music:Evanescence - Going Under

private )

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Date:2003-06-10 03:45
Subject:Nightmare
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Music:Epitaph - Koyasu Takehito

Memories are the hardest nightmares of all. )

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Date:2003-06-08 18:54
Subject:Swirling Thoughts
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Music:Silence

Thoughts swirling. )

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Date:2003-06-03 09:34
Subject:Private Entry
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Music:Evanescence - Understanding

private )

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Date:2003-05-30 01:38
Subject:Crimson Viscosity
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Music:Craig Armstrong - Final Confrontation

Another nightmare (imo graphic enough to deserve a warning) )

Aya's quick breathing froze in his throat as he awoke, eyes shooting open and body remaining still. In the darkness of the room, he realized that Omi had fallen onto the couch he'd shunned, sleeping restlessly. He stared at the dark ceiling for several long minutes, wondering who Aya had been planning to kill next. Herself? Her brother?

Finally, he tried to banish the visions, succeeding in a mostly sleepless night as he continued to see the mangled bodies of almost everyone he loved, betrayed by the person he valued most.

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Date:2003-05-29 19:14
Subject:Private Journal Entry
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Music:Craig Armstrong - Race Against Time

Private )

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Date:2003-05-29 02:57
Subject:Dreams
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Music:Brian Ferry - Is Your Love Strong Enough?

Nightmare )

Aya awoke, body still even as his eyes stared at the dingy wall. He glanced at his sister’s sleeping form, then at the window, listening and wondering if he’d awakened himself or if something had pulled him from slumber. The dream… he knew why he’d had it. He just had to resolve things before it became prophetic, before he really did do something stupid and manage to kill himself.

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Date:2003-05-18 23:27
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Music:Freedom

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Date:2003-05-18 22:07
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Music:Blue Oyster Cult - Perfect Water

Trust is a double-edged sword, and like a sword, few people know how to properly handle it, let alone wield it.

A thought to ponder as I attempt to sleep.

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Date:2003-05-14 21:29
Subject:Sleep
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Music:Passage Terminated

Sleep eludes me. I keep closing my eyes and thinking, and my thoughts are not particularly pleasant. The store was busy enough to keep me occupied while it was open, but now... Now I am sitting here listening to music, and even the song cannot banish the thoughts.

I need sleep.

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Date:2003-05-09 09:27
Subject:Thoughts
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Music:The Scarlet Pimpernel - When I Look at You

I've had a great deal on my mind for the last little while, particularly yesterday. I think I'm still working through a lot of it, but many things have become much clearer to me since then.

Last night went well enough. I must remember to thank Omi for his care of me afterward.

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Date:2003-05-07 01:04
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Music:No One Knows Who I Am

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Date:2003-05-06 19:19
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Music:Once Upon A Dream - Lisa

Arbor Vitae

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Date:2003-04-30 23:16
Subject:Darkness and Dreams
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Music:Violent Red

A Fabulous Nightmare )

Aya's eyes shot open, and he stared at the dark ceiling, trying to catch his breath. The blackness of the room clawed at him, ready to hide another assassin. He barely managed to catch his breath, the ribs bothering him as he forced himself back to calm. He itched to wash his hands, wondering what his subconscious was trying to tell him. He had no skill in psychic foresight, so that was quickly dismissed. It was something else, something his gut was telling him.

His gaze drifted to the scarlet geranium, and he drew a deep, shuddering breath. Things were becoming more and more dangerous. He was playing with fire, and he should quit before the flames incinerated him.

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Date:2003-04-30 12:45
Subject:To All and Sundry
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Music:Jekyll and Hyde Highlights - Retribution

I may have learned how to be cooperative with the medical staff, but I am no more impressed by the quality of time spent bedridden than I was two years ago.

In other words:

I'm bored!


Please ignore this complaint. I merely needed to get it out of my system.

[edited at 2 PM]

I would like to thank whoever sent over the cactus. Whichever meaning -- the official or the obvious -- was intended, I assure you that I am well aware of both. I am likewise allowed to continue.

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