The single-winged angel
that shall never shed tears
since that ever incident.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Chap 1 - The Meaning of Love

Mirumi was in the neighborhood park one day, taking out her violin and started practicing. Her long pink hair danced with the wind, her small hands; pulled the bow of her violin with undaunted grace. Her body movements mimic the melody. Slowly, birds flew and sat on the tree above to admire the wonderful melody.
With a sudden tweak from a branch, Mirumi stopped her playing and looked towards the direction of the sound. She saw a boy, quite the same age as her but taller. Feeling sorry for the sudden interruption, he apologized to her.



Boy : Oh! Really sorry, did I disturb your playing?

Mirumi: Don’t worry about it, I’m just shocked.

Boy: I really loved your violin playing; do you come here every morning?

Mirumi: I think so... and thanks for the compliment. But I’m really not that good in violin yet.

Boy: You are too humble, your violin playing calms my heart and make me feel at ease.

Mirumi: Really? Well, I didn’t know my violin playing bears such power. But anyway, have you been listening to my playing?

Boy: Well… truth is, I had been listening to your violin since 1 week ago.

Mirumi: 1 week ago… huh… Well, then… Shall I play a piece for you? Since you came all the way to talk to me today, I can’t just let your time be wasted. But I shall say it again; I’m not that good in it.

Boy: Really? If you don’t mind and thanks a lot!



Mirumi played a tune for him and he looked as if he is hypnotized by the melody. Minutes past, Mirumi felt that it is time to go home.



Mirumi: Oh sorry. I think it is getting late. I need to go home soon.

Boy: Huh… Okay! Thanks for the wonderful piece. Oh by the way, what is your name? Or else I won’t know how to call you.

Mirumi: My name? It’s Mirumi.
Boy: Oh nice to meet you Mirumi, I’m Estial.

Mirumi: Nice to meet you too Estial. I shall meet you again. Good bye!



Mirumi headed down the path and soon disappeared from Estial’s view. Estial looked back and found a hairpin which he thinks belonged to Mirumi. He picked it up and kept it safely in his wallet and left.

Reaching home, Mirumi went up her room and prepared for lunch.
At the dining table, was only her with her handmade meal and no one else. She thought about the boy whom she met earlier in the morning and his praises to her violin playing. With that in mind, she thought to herself.



“Hmm… Who is him? Someone who listened to my playing like a week ago? , somehow I feel that I know him, or seen him before. But anyway, he knew my secret; I need to prevent him for spreading my violin practices before more knows about it.”



Since it is afternoon, Mirumi doesn’t think that he would be still at the park, thus she decided to wait for tomorrow. With her decision made up, she went up her room to do some drawings of the boy earlier in the park. By using her vivid memories of him, and how he actually look like, she managed to come out with a decent drawing to give him as a gift; not for any reason, but to prevent him from spreading unwanted rumors.

Soon after, night came. Her parents came home and as usual the entire house was filled with quarreling sounds. Mirumi went down to make dinner for her parents and sat the dishes on the dining table and went up to her room once again to look at her masterpiece. She placed the drawing into a envelope and sealed it.

Mirumi tidied her room for the night, and went to sleep, awaiting for the next day, where she would probably meet the boy, Estial, once again.

The next morning, Mirumi woke up much early than she would normally. Staring at the unlit skies, she went out of her house to enjoy some morning air. With her drawing of Estial, the boy whom she wanted to give the drawing to, she sat down in the garden and checked the drawing.

The more she examine, the more she find that the drawing is badly drawn. Thus she took out her pencil and did some improvements on it. Without knowing, the sun had already raised when she completed the improvements. Worried that she would be late and miss the boy, she ran to the park with her pajamas unchanged.

Arriving at the entrance of the park, Mirumi looked around, hoping to spot Estial before he spots her. However, she thought out of a better idea, and that is to hide close by to the bench she was sitting yesterday, since that might be the first area which Estial will search.

Mirumi went to the bench, and hid behind a bush somewhere, waiting for Estial to approach.




Mirumi: Grr, when is he coming? Making a girl wait... Humpt.

Mirumi: Ah wait, that’s him!

Estial: Hmm, is it too early? Well I guess it’s better to be early, in case I missed her.

Mirumi: Same thought as me huh. Does he have something important for me too? I wonder…

Estial: Ah well, she isn’t here yet, or rather, she shouldn’t be. I’ll wait for her then.

Estial: [Taking out the hairpin and glazing at it] Hmm, so this is her hairpin, I’m sure she will be worried.

Mirumi: [Looks at the hairpin] Eh, what is that pin… Oh wait… [Touches her hair] Ah… NO! That’s mine!
[Mirumi steps on a tweak on her excitement, and alerted Estial]

Mirumi: Ahhh… Ouchies…

Estial: Huh… Mirumi? Why are you….

Mirumi: Er… Hahahahaha, uhhh I ran.. and fell… hahaha….

Estial: Are you all right? Let me help…

Mirumi: No!, don’t come any closer, I’ll manage..

Estial: Err, anyway, a very good morning. You are up so early during the holidays?

Mirumi: Not really but… That hairpin… can… you return back to me?

Estial: Oh here.

Mirumi: Thanks a … [tripped on a stone, and fell on Estial]

Mirumi: Eeeks! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! [Pick up herself and runs to one side]

Mirumi: [That was so… embarrassing, Grr, I gonna let him pay.]

Estial: Err, are you okay? I mean… you fell down 2 times in a row…

Mirumi: Yes Yes! I’m surely okay, perfectly okay! You just… just… what did you touch!!??

Estial: Touch? Oh, no no never never! I only touched your hands I think…

Mirumi: Uh…[Arghh… What to do… Come to the thing of it, no one saw it except him and me…]
Mirumi: Anyway anyway, where is my hairpin?

Estial: I think its broken [staring at the broken hairpin]

Mirumi: Ah oh my… I guess its okay then.

Estial: Oh by the way, the folder over there, is that yours?

Mirumi: Oh that… Oh right, I have something for you.

Mirumi: Here, it’s a picture I drew.

Estial: Oh a drawing of me? I didn’t know you were good in drawing too.

Mirumi: Err, you don’t know me that well do you?

Estial: Actually, I do stay near you.

Mirumi: Huh!? Really? Don’t lie to me I tell you.

Estial: Well, let’s see, you stay at Blossom Street, which I think is near a supermarket? And I stay at Parkway, which is just opposite isn’t it?

Mirumi: [What a coincidence…]……

Estial: What’s wrong Mirumi?

Mirumi: Nothing nothing! I’m just feel it is such a coincidence.

Estial: Oh anyway, it’s my fault the hairpin is broken, let me repay the debt.

Mirumi: Oh, there’s no need, I have a lot of them at home anyway.

Estial: I think I should be going home now. And Mirumi, you should change out of your pajamas, it’s like 9am now.

Mirumi: Grr, I know! I came to meet you early just to give you this. You meanie.

Estial: Sorry sorry! By the way, school is starting tomorrow. So, I better get back home and get ready. See ya Mirumi!

Mirumi: Okay bye. [Whew, I hope is it okay? Then again… that hairpin was from my late grandma…] Sigh...




Before she returned home, she picked the broken hairpin and brought home to fix it back. At that moment, she never wanted to see Estial again. It’s not nice letting him see that the hairpin was so important to her, then again, it’s not his fault anyway, she thought.

Her house was awfully quiet when she reached home and it almost seemed that something went wrong. And of course, she looked for her mother first. She went room to room, but still no sight of her mother. She thought that she had gone out to get something but suddenly, a scream which resembles her mother’s came from the backyard.

She rushed to the backyard, but only to see a door, that leads below. “I didn’t know my house has a basement? “she thought.

When she approached further, the hairpin which was broken magically flew in front of her, and unlocked the door. “Huuuuuuuhhhh!? What was that?” said Mirumi as she stumbled to the ground.

The door opened, what beyond seems like a basement, but with magically lit steps that glows with white light. After picking up herself from the ground, the hairpin flew back to her hands. Despite being afraid, she felt a presence inside which seems to pull her in.


[Updated @ 10:14pm 24/09/08]

=============[Preview of Next Chapter]===============

The tunnel that leads to her future opened, a secret she must keep and never told to anyone alive. She sees the future, have the ability of perfection but isn't allowed to help others with that power.

School starts, and you should have bet where is Estial, he is there for a reason. Duh.

For her to focus on her heavy schoolwork, and also the tunnel. Let's see how this young musician manage to change the impeding future =3

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=============[Author's Note]===============

The indents with borders around them, are dialogs, i chose to separate them to allow easier reading.

Mirumi doesn't eat dinner. Due to family issues.

Mirumi's parents are good partners when it comes to fighting and quarreling.

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=============[Story Progression]===============

[STOP READING IF YOU DON"T WANT SPOILERS!]



- No, this is not a Mahou Shoujo, some magic is presented, but not a lot.

- Fantasy world? Well, something like that, but that world would affect her world a lot.

- What happened to her mother? Is she died? Stop cursing her mother D:, anyway a major spoiler, that scream wasn't from her mother, maybe its just too unclear, and she treated it as her mother's.
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` here.waiting ;

    With the wand in my hand
    I give it a swing
    Wishing that magic would happen
    However nothing never even happened.

'Symphonical Love;

^reminds;me*of

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