ryuu-no-seika

 "Where are we going?" asked Branwen. "You'll see my darling," replied Pharamond as he guided her through the tall grass of the campus, "it's somewhere for just you and I." The trees seemed to loom ominously over head blocking out what little light from the moon they had to see with and the trail was vastly too far behind to find again, but Pharamond remained unphased and just as determined as when he began. Branwen's long skirt continued to catch on things through the weeds repeatedly, and her dark, goth garb that blended in with the dark flora did little in the way of helping her see the way. Pharamond continued to lead her deeper a

 We sat in the circle, as we did every week, to seminar some ethical or philosophical idea. This time it was a short piece on the intrinsically short-sightedness of mankind. The document pointed out studies in which people consistently chose a trick knee over a broken leg or allergies over a broken nose. Only a half the people there really took the class seriously, even though it was the basis of the school's philosophy. Those who didn't care slouched and doodled only occasionally looking up to trick the teacher into believing they were paying attention. Those who did care ran at the mouth, tangled up in their own words, ignorant of each ot