Introduction Many years ago there was a group of nomads named the Dragon clan. The people of that clan were divided in different groups: the Water group of the North, the Eart group of the East, the Wind group of the South, the Fire group of the West and the Lightning group of the center. All five groups were lead by the five called the "True Dragons". I'm one of them. My name is Hoshiko Kaminari. Or was...Introduction by ~denisesilver
AliveSometimes I just wanna scream, wanna cry, wanna yell,wanna sing it all out.Alive by ~denisesilver
Sometimes when I feel happy, sometimes when I feel sad.
But most of the time when I feel like that, I don't give a damn sh*t.
I just wanna tell everybody: "Here I am! I'm still alive"
GuiltGuilt by ~denisesilver
It was cold and dark outside. His clothes were drowned by rain n'blood. His eye had turned black. He had bruises over his whole body, but the most painfull was the cut on his back. It was deep "Tommorrow," he thought "I don't want to, but I need new clothes. even if that means I have to steal from innocent people." He was skinny, too skinny. His old jeans was hold up by a small rope and the soles of his shoes were outworn. He tried to sleep, but he was in to much pain. "I should go to the hospital maybe they can fix it a bit. They won't recognise me. I don't look like a buisness man's son anymore. How long has it last already? Four, five years? Since I left her in her hospital bed the only thing leaving, a letter. The feeling I still have. I know what it is. It's more painfull then these little scratches. I know what I feel. It is guilt... The guilt I've felt ever since. Why wasn't it me? Why her? my beloved sister? If only..."