Latest Update: 4 August 2009
I corrected the lyrics based on this "unplugged" live version of the song, where Natalie's vocals are much clearer:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KCFbhcLrMw
The most obvious thing about the song is well, if this were to suddenly happen at your party:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/36560633@N04/3429729623/
... the song's title instruction would be followed in haste, no?
Now that I understand that last line, the "unplugged" version of the song brings up a completely different vision: that of disaster. Four years before the main story, the Featherwing Ranch clubhouse (where paraglider pilots and rocketeers gather when it is too dark to fly their devices) was struck by a tornado. Juubi's parents are the only people inside, fortunately. They call a Calgary radio station's weather hotline when they sense the tornado, but move too late to escape it. Juubi's mother is killed, his father permanently disabled. This was not inspired by the song, but has been in the story since about March, two months before Evacuate was released.
It is on Youtube here ... the official music video:
Cascada Channel: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nouuI63FSLQ (RT)
AATW Records: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTl1ajzq0bk
I want to do Cascada fans a favor and put up the lyrics:
Evacuate The Dance Floor:
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Turn up the music, let's get out on the floor
I like to move it, come and give me some more
Watch me gettin' physical, out of control (uh)
As people watching me (uh)
I never miss a beat
Still the night, kill the lights
Feel it under your skin
Time is right, keep it tight
'Cus it's pulling you in.
Wrap it up, you can't stop
'Cus it feels like an overdose (feels like an overdose)
(Oh, Oh) Evacuate the dance floor!
(Oh, Oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Oh, Oh) Stop! This beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ, let the music take me underground
(Everybody on the floor) Evacuate the dance floor!
(Oh, Oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Everybody on the floor) Stop! This beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ, come burn this place right down to the ground
My body's aching to some overload (overload) [Nat echos]
Temperature's rising, I'm about to explode [Could refer to involuntary deployment of wings]
Watch me, dead intoxicated
Digging the show (uh)
It's got me hypnotized (uh)
Everybody step aside
Still the night, kill the lights
Feel it under your skin
Time is right, keep it tight
'Cus it's pulling you in-n-n-n.
Wrap it up, you can't stop
'Cus it feels like an overdose (feels like an overdose)
(Oh, Oh) Evacuate the dance floor!
(Oh, Oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Oh, Oh) Stop! This beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ, let the music take me underground
(Everybody on the floor) Evacuate the dance floor
(Oh, Oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Everybody on the floor) Stop! This beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ, come burn this place right down to the ground
(Come on and evacuate, feel the covers heating up) [I'm sure this refers to music, not bedding]
(Moving on it, fella, now push it to the top)
(Come on and evacuate, feel the covers heating up)
(Moving on it, fella, right you don't have to be afraid)
{Now guess who's back on a brand new track
They got everybody in the club going mad
So everybody in the back, get your back up on the wall and just shake that thang
You're crazy, you're ready, yo baby, let me see you write that thang
And drop it down low, low; Let me see you take it to the dance floor, yo!}
(Everybody in the core) Evacuate the dance floor!
(Everybody in the core) I'm infected by the sound
(Everybody on the floor) Stop! This beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ, let the music take me underground
(Oh, Oh) Evacuate the dance floor!
(Oh, Oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Oh, Oh) Stop! This beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ, let the music take me underground
(Everybody on the floor) Evacuate the dance floor
(Oh, Oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Everybody on the floor) Stop! This beat is killing me
Hey, Dr. DJ, come burn this place right down to the ground
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Remix: The Hogosho
Featherwing Love vs. Doom 3 vs. Haibane Remix
Opening Song: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/visions-precious-child.html
First Chapter: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
DISCLAIMER: References to features of religions or faith beliefs do not necessarily mean that the authors, Terry Wilson, Matthew Costello, and Yoshitoshi ABe (or anyone else for that matter), take them seriously. All characters featured are new; none appear in either FWL, Doom 3, or Haibane Renmei. Also, don't forget that this is a work of fiction, not prophecy. This story was written by Terry Wilson, who makes no copyright claims against the concepts of the other authors. This work will never be commercially published without the permission of the copyright holders for all three worlds.
She flies over the nameless battlefield, Tatakai dreams, still unable to remember her old name, nor those of any of her colleagues. She took off that evening to tackle an enormous monster that was threatening a village, had cut off its evacuation route. The enemy she fights against has no qualms about wiping out whole camps of refugees. She flies. She is supporting a squad who are armed with rifles. She is armed to the claws for this one. She has a rocket launcher on each of her grey wings and in her hands is the super-cannon she remembered dying with in her cocoon dream. (BFG 9000) In this memory, she does not remember the name of the beast, but somehow winds up refering to it as "Hogosho" (Japanese for Guardian, the beast is of the type you need to defeat in Doom 3 to rescue the Soul Cube.)
There are several types of monsters on the ground, but the most dangerous to her squad, as well as being the easiest to take on the wing, are the enormous Bushi no Shito (Hellknight), which throw green fireballs capable of blowing a marine armored car to pieces. There's only eight of them, she thinks. Smaller, but far more dangerous, are the commandos with the chain guns. Watching their tracers trying to find her, she cuts loose a pair of her rockets and goes into a harsh right roll. Her team's sniper concentrates on them from a distance, switching ammo types with a big straight pull handle (this weapon does not exist in Doom 3.) She hears over the device she forgets is called a "radio" that his position has been compromized, and that he is in range of the Bushi fireballs. She comes in low over the field, able to line up four of the beasts, who are too busy dealing with her sniper friend to notice her. She empties her eight remaining rockets into the beasts, and lets loose a broadside quarter strength blast from her large cannon.
She lands in the midst of her squad, two of her colleagues nursing wounds that burn instead of bleed. She pops the bottle out of her super-cannon while slashing one of the small orange-fireball throwers (Imp) with her left alula claw. A colleague reloads her rocket launchers for her, anxious to see her back in the sky. Two others cap what basically amount to nearly harmless flying headlights, the Hogosho's Sakigake (Seeker). She taps a rifleman with a primary, telling him to spare the little creature for a few seconds while she slams home a replacement bottle in the left side of her super-cannon.
"Tora! Tora! Tora!" she screams as she runs several paces in the direction of the Hogosho. Her rifle colleague shoots the Sakigake creature, which goes dim and drops. The Hogosho calls for more as Tatakai lifts off, getting her alula claws back into her rocket launcher trigger loops. Flapping to gain altitude, she clears over sheets of fireballs emanating from the beast. The Hogosho's portal opens up as she charges her super-cannon. The Hogosho sees her way too late, rising high over its horizon in the angriest shade of flourescent green. Too late to change its mind over the portal it has opened above itself, the almost blind creature is almost totally unaware of anything other than Tatakai without its seeker. The green fireball separates from from Tatakai's super-cannon, which she then lets go of because it is too hot for her hands, letting it dangle from a lanyard she doesn't release in this flight. Six rockets pass the fireball on their way to the glowing blue portal above the Hogosho. She screams the name of a fallen friend, so silent is her voice in the dream. Tatakai the Haibane can feel the loss and rage of Tatakai the Featherwing in her mysterious dream.
The Hogosho screams as its portal is destroyed. It falls down and comes apart into flaming bits. Tatakai lands next to her sniper colleague, now deceased, his body torn apart by one of the smaller creatures. "Saviour!, we need you now!!" she cries as she surveys the human smithereens that used to be her marine squad. Without time enough to rest, hardly mourn, she raises the sniper's rifle to her shoulder and starts using it immediately, her super-cannon still too hot from the Hogosho.
Tatakai wakes from her dream in her room in the town of Glie, lying on her face, her small white wings spread from her shoulders. She has cut into her simple white gown, openings for the wings she had in her previous life. In gratitude, in mourning, or perhaps, just in case. Even she isn't so sure.
"Eight hours exactly," Kurai remarks dryly.
Tatakai, folds her new wings over her back, then sighs, Now I have time to mourn, to rest after the battle, under the altar with my friends, waiting for the Saviour's return.
She gets up, accepts Kurai's offer of hot water, which she then uses to clean her new body. As she cleans her wings, she misses a husband she can't remember, who cleaned her large grey wings for her. She misses cleaning his wings as well.
She goes up to the temple to visit the Communicator. (See Haibane Renmei Episode 3 to become familiar with the temple procedures.)
She stands there, with her bells on her wings and wrists. The old voice asks her, "You named yourself Tatakai (Battle) based on your cocoon dream? Is that correct."
Tatakai shrugs both wings. She wants to talk, ask a few questions of her own, she's really not in the mood for this silent formality that is being imposed on her.
"Really," says the old voice of the Communicator, "You need to learn to use your wings as part of your body."
Tatakai gives him a wry smile, one that says, "I'm not going to take this insult seriously." She flaps her wings once, and the bells disappear under her ventral coverts, silenced by her alula claws. Then she flaps vigorously several times, blowing leaves all around behind her. Extending both her arms, she twirls around on her feet one way, then the other, her wings making the proper movements to maneuver her if she were airborne on the wings of her previous life, a beautiful smile shines on her face, and the bells on her wrists still jingle. She pauses, facing the Communicator, flaps several times as she returns to the greeting position. With her wings fully spread, she releases the bells from her claws, bows slightly, then folds them neatly over her back in a way no other Haibane has done before.
"Impressive display," the Communicator says. Tatakai quickly extends her left wing, jiggling the bells vigorously. An emphatic "NO!" according to temple procedures.
"Explain!" he barks.
Tatakai pulls from inside her simple robe a drawing of herself in her previous life, featherwings properly deployed, in actual flight.
"You may speak," the Communicator says.
"I could really fly. I was a warrior in the last battle; killed in action. The battle must have been lost. A question please?"
The Communicator (more casual than in the Haibane Renmei series; this is not the same person), responds, "What is your question, Feather Tatakai?"
"Do you know the Saviour?" she asks, "He is why my wings are white."
Opening Song: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/visions-precious-child.html
First Chapter: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
DISCLAIMER: References to features of religions or faith beliefs do not necessarily mean that the authors, Terry Wilson, Matthew Costello, and Yoshitoshi ABe (or anyone else for that matter), take them seriously. All characters featured are new; none appear in either FWL, Doom 3, or Haibane Renmei. Also, don't forget that this is a work of fiction, not prophecy. This story was written by Terry Wilson, who makes no copyright claims against the concepts of the other authors. This work will never be commercially published without the permission of the copyright holders for all three worlds.
She flies over the nameless battlefield, Tatakai dreams, still unable to remember her old name, nor those of any of her colleagues. She took off that evening to tackle an enormous monster that was threatening a village, had cut off its evacuation route. The enemy she fights against has no qualms about wiping out whole camps of refugees. She flies. She is supporting a squad who are armed with rifles. She is armed to the claws for this one. She has a rocket launcher on each of her grey wings and in her hands is the super-cannon she remembered dying with in her cocoon dream. (BFG 9000) In this memory, she does not remember the name of the beast, but somehow winds up refering to it as "Hogosho" (Japanese for Guardian, the beast is of the type you need to defeat in Doom 3 to rescue the Soul Cube.)
There are several types of monsters on the ground, but the most dangerous to her squad, as well as being the easiest to take on the wing, are the enormous Bushi no Shito (Hellknight), which throw green fireballs capable of blowing a marine armored car to pieces. There's only eight of them, she thinks. Smaller, but far more dangerous, are the commandos with the chain guns. Watching their tracers trying to find her, she cuts loose a pair of her rockets and goes into a harsh right roll. Her team's sniper concentrates on them from a distance, switching ammo types with a big straight pull handle (this weapon does not exist in Doom 3.) She hears over the device she forgets is called a "radio" that his position has been compromized, and that he is in range of the Bushi fireballs. She comes in low over the field, able to line up four of the beasts, who are too busy dealing with her sniper friend to notice her. She empties her eight remaining rockets into the beasts, and lets loose a broadside quarter strength blast from her large cannon.
She lands in the midst of her squad, two of her colleagues nursing wounds that burn instead of bleed. She pops the bottle out of her super-cannon while slashing one of the small orange-fireball throwers (Imp) with her left alula claw. A colleague reloads her rocket launchers for her, anxious to see her back in the sky. Two others cap what basically amount to nearly harmless flying headlights, the Hogosho's Sakigake (Seeker). She taps a rifleman with a primary, telling him to spare the little creature for a few seconds while she slams home a replacement bottle in the left side of her super-cannon.
"Tora! Tora! Tora!" she screams as she runs several paces in the direction of the Hogosho. Her rifle colleague shoots the Sakigake creature, which goes dim and drops. The Hogosho calls for more as Tatakai lifts off, getting her alula claws back into her rocket launcher trigger loops. Flapping to gain altitude, she clears over sheets of fireballs emanating from the beast. The Hogosho's portal opens up as she charges her super-cannon. The Hogosho sees her way too late, rising high over its horizon in the angriest shade of flourescent green. Too late to change its mind over the portal it has opened above itself, the almost blind creature is almost totally unaware of anything other than Tatakai without its seeker. The green fireball separates from from Tatakai's super-cannon, which she then lets go of because it is too hot for her hands, letting it dangle from a lanyard she doesn't release in this flight. Six rockets pass the fireball on their way to the glowing blue portal above the Hogosho. She screams the name of a fallen friend, so silent is her voice in the dream. Tatakai the Haibane can feel the loss and rage of Tatakai the Featherwing in her mysterious dream.
The Hogosho screams as its portal is destroyed. It falls down and comes apart into flaming bits. Tatakai lands next to her sniper colleague, now deceased, his body torn apart by one of the smaller creatures. "Saviour!, we need you now!!" she cries as she surveys the human smithereens that used to be her marine squad. Without time enough to rest, hardly mourn, she raises the sniper's rifle to her shoulder and starts using it immediately, her super-cannon still too hot from the Hogosho.
Tatakai wakes from her dream in her room in the town of Glie, lying on her face, her small white wings spread from her shoulders. She has cut into her simple white gown, openings for the wings she had in her previous life. In gratitude, in mourning, or perhaps, just in case. Even she isn't so sure.
"Eight hours exactly," Kurai remarks dryly.
Tatakai, folds her new wings over her back, then sighs, Now I have time to mourn, to rest after the battle, under the altar with my friends, waiting for the Saviour's return.
She gets up, accepts Kurai's offer of hot water, which she then uses to clean her new body. As she cleans her wings, she misses a husband she can't remember, who cleaned her large grey wings for her. She misses cleaning his wings as well.
She goes up to the temple to visit the Communicator. (See Haibane Renmei Episode 3 to become familiar with the temple procedures.)
She stands there, with her bells on her wings and wrists. The old voice asks her, "You named yourself Tatakai (Battle) based on your cocoon dream? Is that correct."
Tatakai shrugs both wings. She wants to talk, ask a few questions of her own, she's really not in the mood for this silent formality that is being imposed on her.
"Really," says the old voice of the Communicator, "You need to learn to use your wings as part of your body."
Tatakai gives him a wry smile, one that says, "I'm not going to take this insult seriously." She flaps her wings once, and the bells disappear under her ventral coverts, silenced by her alula claws. Then she flaps vigorously several times, blowing leaves all around behind her. Extending both her arms, she twirls around on her feet one way, then the other, her wings making the proper movements to maneuver her if she were airborne on the wings of her previous life, a beautiful smile shines on her face, and the bells on her wrists still jingle. She pauses, facing the Communicator, flaps several times as she returns to the greeting position. With her wings fully spread, she releases the bells from her claws, bows slightly, then folds them neatly over her back in a way no other Haibane has done before.
"Impressive display," the Communicator says. Tatakai quickly extends her left wing, jiggling the bells vigorously. An emphatic "NO!" according to temple procedures.
"Explain!" he barks.
Tatakai pulls from inside her simple robe a drawing of herself in her previous life, featherwings properly deployed, in actual flight.
"You may speak," the Communicator says.
"I could really fly. I was a warrior in the last battle; killed in action. The battle must have been lost. A question please?"
The Communicator (more casual than in the Haibane Renmei series; this is not the same person), responds, "What is your question, Feather Tatakai?"
"Do you know the Saviour?" she asks, "He is why my wings are white."
Friday, May 15, 2009
Haibane Doom 3 Remix Chapter 2
This is chapter 2 (The third post) of the Featherwing Love vs. Doom 3 vs. Haibane Renmei Remix by Terry Wilson.
The Opening Song is located at http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/visions-precious-child.html
Chapter 1 is located at: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
Next Chapter, "Hogosho": http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/remix-hogosho.html
DISCLAIMER: References to features of religions or faith beliefs do not necessarily mean that the authors, Terry Wilson, Matthew Costello, and Yoshitoshi ABe (or anyone else for that matter), take them seriously. All characters featured are new; none appear in either FWL, Doom 3, or Haibane Renmei. Also, don't forget that this is a work of fiction, not prophecy.
This story was written by Terry Wilson, who makes no copyright claims against the concepts of the other authors. This work will never be commercially published without the permission of the copyright holders for all three worlds.
She stirs. My wings? she thinks. She props herself up on her arms. They hurt. She moans.
"Tatakai?" Kurai starts to ask.
"Remembering," she says, "that I'm a Haibane now, not what I was before. What does your name mean?"
"Gloomy," her host says, "I was in a forest at night in my dream, crying. I don't remember what I was crying over." She turns to her, "Tatakai, you are one weird Haibane. No Haibane has ever slept exactly eight hours, to the second on her first night. And ... you snore like a sawmill. How would you hide from your enemies with a racket like that?"
"I don't remember if I ever slept in my enemy's presence," she sighs, "I guess they told you about me, huh?"
"Of course," Menmo says.
"You didn't sleep?" Tatakai asks.
"How could we," says Shinomi, "through all that racket? I didn't think a Haibane could be that loud on purpose."
Kurai chuckles, "You are one strange Haibane, Tatakai."
"Really?" she says, sitting up and looking around.
"Really!", Kurai says, "For starters, your wings are pure white, which is the first time ever. Haibane means ash feather, our wings have alway been gray, always. And, they've never been so big. Your first task will have to be to make your own wing covers, we don't have any that fit you. Anyway, down to business."
Kurai opens the smoking mould with Tatakai's new halo. She places it over her head with tongs. "Feather Tatakai," she says warmly, "To be a guide to your future as a Haibane, I give you this halo."
Tatakai says, "are you sure about this?"
"Of course," Kurai says, letting go of the halo. It falls like any ordinary object right on Tatakai's head.
"Ow!" she cries, throwing it away with her fingers, which she then sucks on because of the burn.
Other things drop. Kurai's lower jaw, her arms, and her tongs, in that order. The halo on the floor still glows. "Another first," she gasps, "Halos fall from the the heads of new Haibane often, but around, at the least ... I've never seen one not even try."
"Let it cool, then we try again," says Tatakai. "Any other firsts?"
Menmo says, "Until you, cocoons never hatched in winter," waving her hands for emphasis, "not even once, and also ... you hatched on a Saturday, Tatakai. That is the first time such things have ever happened. [1]"
"What? Oh, no," Tatakai gasps, "That's never supposed to happen, is it?"
Shimoni answers, "Well, I'm not sure about supposed to, only that it has never happened before."
"Tell me, where am I? You said town of Glie when we first met in the North Wing?" Tatakai begs.
"Yes," answers Menmo, "Haibane are not allowed to leave the town, or even approach its walls, only the Toga are free to come and go, and while in town, they never speak or show their faces. Only the Communicator is allowed to talk to them, and usually they sign in a secret language with their hands."
"Walls? Not allowed to leave?" Tatakai gasps, "is this a prison camp?"
Kurai answers this time. "No," she sighs. "It may seem so at times, but really it is a haven," there is evil outside the walls," she explains, "even to touch the walls could mean death, only herbs from the Haibane Temple can cure the resulting sickness."
"Sickness?" Tatakai asks, "what kind of sickness."
Shimoni explains, "Nobody knows. You'd feel cold, numb, unable to feel your wings, toes or fingers. You feel fine otherwise, but freezing cold to someone who touches or comes near you ... then you run a high fever you die from without treatment."
Tatakai gasps, "Delta radiation? Oh no!"
Kurai scoffs, "Radiation! Never heard of it."
"Tell me, Menmo," Tatakai asks, "Who rules Glie?"
Menmo looks at the other two, all three Haibane just shrug, "We answer to the Communicator in the temple."
Tatakai, increasingly distraught begs, "Is there a man ... a man with holes in his hands and in his feet, white hair, fiery eyes, a voice that sounds like a waterfall, a glowing face, words that cut like a dagger, feet that glow like bronze? Is there anyone like that, anywhere?"
Again, the Haibane Remnei shrug.
"Such flights of fancy," Kurai mutters, "You remember that much from before your past?"
Tatakai cries, "I read about him in a sacred text [2], he's supposed to be here. He saved the world! Savior!" she wails, "Why are you taking so long? [3]"
Menmo says, "You can't remember his name, can you?"
Tatakai shakes her head, "But ... I knew him, where did he go? Savior!" she puts her head in her hands and cries. "Glie is all that's left, isn't it? The rest of the world is a wasteland because the battle I died in before coming here was lost."
She notices what she's wearing, the plain white robe that she emerged from the cocoon in. "I know now," she sighs, "I just have to be patient, don't I? [4]"
At those words Kurai again picks up the fallen halo with the tongs and places it over Tatakai's head. When she lets go, it stays there.
"How many Haibane are there?" she asks.
Menmo answers, "Well, there are more in the Abandoned Factory, but here, there is just us four Elder Feathers plus ... what is it, thirteen?" she turns to Shimoni.
"Fourteen Young Feathers," Shimoni answers.
"A total of 18 Haibane in Old Home?" Tatakai asks.
They nod.
"Good!" Tatakai nearly cheers, "We can tear down that North Wing and use its pieces to build houses that will actually last and be comfortable."
Next Chapter: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/remix-hogosho.html
Author's Notes:
[1] Matthew 24:20
[2] Revelation 1:9-16
[3] Revelation 6:10
[4] Revelation 6:11
[7 June: Fixed misspellings of "Menmo"]
The Opening Song is located at http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/visions-precious-child.html
Chapter 1 is located at: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
Next Chapter, "Hogosho": http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/remix-hogosho.html
DISCLAIMER: References to features of religions or faith beliefs do not necessarily mean that the authors, Terry Wilson, Matthew Costello, and Yoshitoshi ABe (or anyone else for that matter), take them seriously. All characters featured are new; none appear in either FWL, Doom 3, or Haibane Renmei. Also, don't forget that this is a work of fiction, not prophecy.
This story was written by Terry Wilson, who makes no copyright claims against the concepts of the other authors. This work will never be commercially published without the permission of the copyright holders for all three worlds.
She stirs. My wings? she thinks. She props herself up on her arms. They hurt. She moans.
"Tatakai?" Kurai starts to ask.
"Remembering," she says, "that I'm a Haibane now, not what I was before. What does your name mean?"
"Gloomy," her host says, "I was in a forest at night in my dream, crying. I don't remember what I was crying over." She turns to her, "Tatakai, you are one weird Haibane. No Haibane has ever slept exactly eight hours, to the second on her first night. And ... you snore like a sawmill. How would you hide from your enemies with a racket like that?"
"I don't remember if I ever slept in my enemy's presence," she sighs, "I guess they told you about me, huh?"
"Of course," Menmo says.
"You didn't sleep?" Tatakai asks.
"How could we," says Shinomi, "through all that racket? I didn't think a Haibane could be that loud on purpose."
Kurai chuckles, "You are one strange Haibane, Tatakai."
"Really?" she says, sitting up and looking around.
"Really!", Kurai says, "For starters, your wings are pure white, which is the first time ever. Haibane means ash feather, our wings have alway been gray, always. And, they've never been so big. Your first task will have to be to make your own wing covers, we don't have any that fit you. Anyway, down to business."
Kurai opens the smoking mould with Tatakai's new halo. She places it over her head with tongs. "Feather Tatakai," she says warmly, "To be a guide to your future as a Haibane, I give you this halo."
Tatakai says, "are you sure about this?"
"Of course," Kurai says, letting go of the halo. It falls like any ordinary object right on Tatakai's head.
"Ow!" she cries, throwing it away with her fingers, which she then sucks on because of the burn.
Other things drop. Kurai's lower jaw, her arms, and her tongs, in that order. The halo on the floor still glows. "Another first," she gasps, "Halos fall from the the heads of new Haibane often, but around, at the least ... I've never seen one not even try."
"Let it cool, then we try again," says Tatakai. "Any other firsts?"
Menmo says, "Until you, cocoons never hatched in winter," waving her hands for emphasis, "not even once, and also ... you hatched on a Saturday, Tatakai. That is the first time such things have ever happened. [1]"
"What? Oh, no," Tatakai gasps, "That's never supposed to happen, is it?"
Shimoni answers, "Well, I'm not sure about supposed to, only that it has never happened before."
"Tell me, where am I? You said town of Glie when we first met in the North Wing?" Tatakai begs.
"Yes," answers Menmo, "Haibane are not allowed to leave the town, or even approach its walls, only the Toga are free to come and go, and while in town, they never speak or show their faces. Only the Communicator is allowed to talk to them, and usually they sign in a secret language with their hands."
"Walls? Not allowed to leave?" Tatakai gasps, "is this a prison camp?"
Kurai answers this time. "No," she sighs. "It may seem so at times, but really it is a haven," there is evil outside the walls," she explains, "even to touch the walls could mean death, only herbs from the Haibane Temple can cure the resulting sickness."
"Sickness?" Tatakai asks, "what kind of sickness."
Shimoni explains, "Nobody knows. You'd feel cold, numb, unable to feel your wings, toes or fingers. You feel fine otherwise, but freezing cold to someone who touches or comes near you ... then you run a high fever you die from without treatment."
Tatakai gasps, "Delta radiation? Oh no!"
Kurai scoffs, "Radiation! Never heard of it."
"Tell me, Menmo," Tatakai asks, "Who rules Glie?"
Menmo looks at the other two, all three Haibane just shrug, "We answer to the Communicator in the temple."
Tatakai, increasingly distraught begs, "Is there a man ... a man with holes in his hands and in his feet, white hair, fiery eyes, a voice that sounds like a waterfall, a glowing face, words that cut like a dagger, feet that glow like bronze? Is there anyone like that, anywhere?"
Again, the Haibane Remnei shrug.
"Such flights of fancy," Kurai mutters, "You remember that much from before your past?"
Tatakai cries, "I read about him in a sacred text [2], he's supposed to be here. He saved the world! Savior!" she wails, "Why are you taking so long? [3]"
Menmo says, "You can't remember his name, can you?"
Tatakai shakes her head, "But ... I knew him, where did he go? Savior!" she puts her head in her hands and cries. "Glie is all that's left, isn't it? The rest of the world is a wasteland because the battle I died in before coming here was lost."
She notices what she's wearing, the plain white robe that she emerged from the cocoon in. "I know now," she sighs, "I just have to be patient, don't I? [4]"
At those words Kurai again picks up the fallen halo with the tongs and places it over Tatakai's head. When she lets go, it stays there.
"How many Haibane are there?" she asks.
Menmo answers, "Well, there are more in the Abandoned Factory, but here, there is just us four Elder Feathers plus ... what is it, thirteen?" she turns to Shimoni.
"Fourteen Young Feathers," Shimoni answers.
"A total of 18 Haibane in Old Home?" Tatakai asks.
They nod.
"Good!" Tatakai nearly cheers, "We can tear down that North Wing and use its pieces to build houses that will actually last and be comfortable."
Next Chapter: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/remix-hogosho.html
Author's Notes:
[1] Matthew 24:20
[2] Revelation 1:9-16
[3] Revelation 6:10
[4] Revelation 6:11
[7 June: Fixed misspellings of "Menmo"]
Visions: Precious Child
This is the first post in order of the Featherwing Love vs. Doom 3 vs. Haibane Renmai Remix
The second post is Chapter 1: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
This is not a translation! I know enough Japanese to recognise this when I found the version with the original lyrics after I wrote this one. These words came to me to match the tune of the song located at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fL5n-X37h0 "Free Bird" by Koo Ootani, for Haibane Renmei. This one, I'll call "Precious Child"
To the tune of "Free Bird" by Koo Ootani, the Haibane Renmei opening theme song.
(violin)
I created you, my precious child, with all my love and care
I love you, I love you, I love everything you are
I always want, to be with you child, show you my love and care
Think of me, think of me, think of me and I will
(band, violin melody)
Always hear you and dry all your tears
I will always be there even if it doesn't feel like I'm real
Always come back, my precious child
Everytime you feel afraid of the world
Afraid of the world
(piano melody left instrumental) ... (end of opening for Haibane episode)
(flute)
I created you, my precious child, with all my love and care
I love you, I love you, I love everything you are
(piano)
I will always be there, child
Even if you run far away
I will never leave you child, for sure
(flute)
So come to me today, I want to hold you
Just rest your cares on my lap
(left instrumental) ...
Next post: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
I think a whole bunch of things inspired these lyrics. First, 安倍 吉俊 (Japanese for Yoshitoshi ABe , author of Haibane Renmei), and myself, both tend to create characters with depth, that we care for deeply. Apparently, it could be said, I put mine through hell, while he puts his through "merely" purgatory. Then there is my God. That's about it.
The second post is Chapter 1: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
This is not a translation! I know enough Japanese to recognise this when I found the version with the original lyrics after I wrote this one. These words came to me to match the tune of the song located at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fL5n-X37h0 "Free Bird" by Koo Ootani, for Haibane Renmei. This one, I'll call "Precious Child"
To the tune of "Free Bird" by Koo Ootani, the Haibane Renmei opening theme song.
(violin)
I created you, my precious child, with all my love and care
I love you, I love you, I love everything you are
I always want, to be with you child, show you my love and care
Think of me, think of me, think of me and I will
(band, violin melody)
Always hear you and dry all your tears
I will always be there even if it doesn't feel like I'm real
Always come back, my precious child
Everytime you feel afraid of the world
Afraid of the world
(piano melody left instrumental) ... (end of opening for Haibane episode)
(flute)
I created you, my precious child, with all my love and care
I love you, I love you, I love everything you are
(piano)
I will always be there, child
Even if you run far away
I will never leave you child, for sure
(flute)
So come to me today, I want to hold you
Just rest your cares on my lap
(left instrumental) ...
Next post: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/featherwing-vs-haibane-vs-doom-3-remix.html
I think a whole bunch of things inspired these lyrics. First, 安倍 吉俊 (Japanese for Yoshitoshi ABe , author of Haibane Renmei), and myself, both tend to create characters with depth, that we care for deeply. Apparently, it could be said, I put mine through hell, while he puts his through "merely" purgatory. Then there is my God. That's about it.
Featherwing vs. Haibane vs. Doom 3 Remix Chapter 1
This is the second post to the Featherwing vs. Doom 3 vs. Haibane Renmei Remix
The first one is the opening song: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/visions-precious-child.html
The third one is Chapter 2: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/haibane-doom-3-remix-chapter-2.html
DISCLAIMER: References to features of religions or faith beliefs do not necessarily mean that the authors, Terry Wilson, Matthew Costello, and Yoshitoshi ABe (or anyone else for that matter), take them seriously. All characters featured are new; none appear in either FWL, Doom 3, or Haibane Renmei. Also, don't forget that this is a work of fiction, not prophecy.
This story was written by Terry Wilson, who makes no copyright claims against the concepts of the other authors. This work will never be commercially published without the permission of the copyright holders for all three worlds.
Here's the Story:
She wakes up, and quickly realizes that she is in a tank of fluid, large enough that if she curled up, none of her extremities would touch the sides. Well...perhaps her long flowing blond hair. Feeling the walls, she wonders if it is a natural construct. Coming back to her senses, she realizes that she is probably in the sensory deprivation chamber of her enemies, and that they are trying to get information out of her. Instinct, however tells her she can break out of it. While she scrapes away the soft inner layer, she realizes that she is breathing the fluid, not air through a mask; the only thing she's wearing is a plain white gown with a tie closure at her back. She is confused out of her wits, it's like nothing in her mind matches up with her surroundings. The hard shell of the cocoon seems cold. Planting her feet in the soft layer behind her, she starts pounding on the shell with her fist, cracking it, she can feel the pressure dropping around her ears. I have to finish now or I'll die. Die? Didn't she die? She's thinking...she remembered dying...or at least suffering life-threatening injuries. Nonetheless, she keeps pounding on the leaking cocoon shell.
It shatters, and the rush of fluid carries her out into the room. She holds her breath until the fluid level gets low enough that she can keep her mouth and nostrils above it by resting her head on the edge of the hole she broke in the cocoon. Leaning over the edge of the cocoon facing back into it, she exhales the fluid from her lungs and draws in air, then starts coughing the rest of it up. She passes out on the cocoon's edge.
Waking up, sensing that several hours had passed, she feels very cold, alone in the room. She listens, looks around. Can I still hear well enough? she thinks, then she sees out a window in the strange, messy room that it is snowing outside. She lifts up the still damp gown until the hem is at her ribcage, then concentrates. Sharp pains stab out of her shoulders up her arms and down her back. Impossible, she gasps. Examining herself, she appears to be totally uninjured. She dusts off the top half of the body mirror leaning against the wall, the bottom half having been washed by the cocoon fluid. She opens the back of the strange robe and sees two large bruises on her shoulder blades. "Yeah, whatever," she mutters aloud and ties the robe back up. Did I lose my wings? she thinks. I'm freezing...if I can't deploy, I have to find help or insulation.
She's not surprised to find the room's one door locked. She was surprised to be able to knock it down with a single kick. Obviously the building she was in wasn't well maintained...probably totally abandoned. She isn't a prisoner after all. She calls out, "Help!" before she starts wandering down the hall in her search for insulation. She's about seventeen-ish, she thinks, but can't remember (what's the point without a calendar and any idea how long she had been in the cocoon anyway?), about five-foot-six, blonde hair extending past the welts on her back. "Help!" she cries again.
"Coming!" is the answer she hears. Another girl, younger perhaps. The lady is getting weak from the cold and a bizarre fever, so she is happy to hear an answer. The girl emerges from the stairwell door, stunned at her new guest's appearance. She's just under five feet tall with dark hair. The blonde lady gasps at her host's playful cherub features. Wings splay from her back and a glowing halo hovers over her head.
"What are you?" the guest gasps.
"Haibane," she answers simply, "Ash Feather, Ailes Grises; pick your favorite."
"Haibane?" the taller guest gasps, "Where am I?"
"North Wing, 3rd Floor, the Old Home in the town of Glie," the shorter hosts answers, taking her hand, she instructs, "we have to get you to the guest room before you freeze. Come on!"
Following her host, the young lady runs to the end of a long corridor, then briefly outside into the blizzard, across the snow into the East Wing. Her host shows her into a bed, then wraps her up in its blankets.
"Where are my wings?" she asks, "They will grow soon, be patient. I've never heard of a Haibane so eager to get her wings."
"I'm not a Haibane, I'm a-" she gasps, what am I called? Why can't I remember?? Switching threads, she said. "My wings are secret, but I'll show them to you anyway," she says, she jolts forward, cries in pain. "I can't deploy them!" she cries.
"My name is Menmo," the host says. Two more Haibane enter the room. "This is Shimoni," she says pointing out the taller red head with long hair, "and here is Kurai."
Kurai sighs, "I'm going to get her halo." She quickly retreats.
"So, tell us about your cocoon dream," Menmo says, "Haibane are named after their cocoon dreams. I dreamed about flying in the fluffy clouds like a bird, I had fluffy invisible down over my body to keep me warm...so my name Menmo means fluffy."
The guest answers, "Perhaps you were once like me."
"You can't steal her name," Shimoni laughs.
"I'm not," the guest sighs, "I just wonder if we were the same kind before we came here. Secret wings."
Shimoni explains, "I dreamed that I was climbing down a deep shaft, climbing what seemed like an endless ladder to get down to the bottom. So I am called Shimoni, for downwards."
"I'd tell you my name first, but I can't remember it. I remember such detail about my life," she cries, "it's awful, don't make me describe it now. Let me get my bearings first."
"So," Menmo asks, "what do we call you until then?"
The guest cries, "Tatakai! Tatakai (闘) will be my name in this world," she starts crying. The two Haibane gasp.
Menmo sighs, "If that fits your dream, it must be very painful."
The sounds of battle fill her thoughts, she flies over a red battlefield over her enemies, on her Featherwing wings, weilding a large silver weapon with a trapezoidal muzzle, she takes aim at a group of her enemies holding down the firing stud, who look up and see her. The weapon fires a huge green fireball, lightning like emissions come from it, one for each enemy in the group. She banks left to get clear. Her weapon's discharge creates a massive explosion. Drawing enormous amounts of firepower from other enemies below her, she gets ready for another shot as she turns back to friendly territory for more ammunition. She pops a large empty bottle out of the left side of the gun, and from her pouch puts the last of the full green bottles into it. She holds down the weapon's trigger, charging it.
She is hit. Her left wing is blown to pieces. She furls, making her right wing and the shredded root of her left wing disappear. Her left arm gnarls up, her thumb and first finger literally vanish. Right hand still on the weapon, she locks the firing stud and removes the safety interlock while falling out of the sky. She knows she can't make it. She tosses the weapon aside and lets it fall into a dense group of creatures. They throw fireballs from their hands, which burn when they hit. After taking several hits from those, her gun, still close to her in the air, explodes. All she sees is white, and all sound disappears. [The weapon is the BFG-9000 from Doom 3; the creatures are Imps]
"The battle at the end of the world!" she cries.
Menmo suddenly realizes, "your wings are about to come out," she opens the back of Tatakai's robe.
"Get away, get clear!" Tatakai cries. Shimoni and Menmo back away. Tatakai says, "Farther ... I can't control them, I don't know if I can keep them folded ... I don't want to hurt you."
Her wings emerge from her back in a bloody eruption. They are only slightly larger than the wings of a normal Haibane.
Tatakai looks around herself, "That's it?" she gasps.
Menmo, standing there timidly, mutters, "What we're you expecting? If you had wings before, you don't have the same wings in this world. May we approach now?"
Tatakai nods, "I feel awful. These wings don't feel like my own, and they hurt. Will they ever furl?" she asks.
"Furl?" Menmo asks as she starts to use a cloth to wipe the blood and bits of fat from Tatakai's feathers, "what a mess!" she exclaims.
"My old wings could...I could deploy and furl them at will, make them appear and disappear. I could use them to fly," Tatakai explains. "Oh," she realizes, "stroke the other way along the feathers, the barbs lean towards the-" she suddenly remembers these are different wings. "Uh, Menmo, which way do the barbules lean on the quills of the feathers? Do they lean towards the feather's root or away."
Menmo answers quickly, "Away, silly, like any feather..."
Tatakai lowers herself to rest on the bed. Shinomi goes around to the other side and starts washing her right wing. Menmo then says, "...except in my cocoon dream."
Tatakai gasps, "Your cocoon dream? Describe your wings, please."
Menmo remembers, "They were big, I can't remember how much they spanned, but I could not reach the tips. They didn't come out of my back like these...they came out lower, on my sides."
Tatakai sighs, "Menmo, I think we were the same kind before we came here."
"Tatakai," Shimoni asks, "with such a high fever and the pain of your new wings breaking out, you were still able to talk to us."
Tatakai responds, "I named myself 'battle', Shinomi. I was a warrior, used to pain and blood," she sighs and plonks her head on the pillow. "Is it safe to sleep?" she asks.
"Of course, Tatakai," Memno says, "We're not at war, and Shimoni and I will be right here for at least an hour to wash your wings." With that, Tatakai closes her eyes and is snoring within a few breaths.
Next Remix Post: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/haibane-doom-3-remix-chapter-2.html
The first one is the opening song: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/visions-precious-child.html
The third one is Chapter 2: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/haibane-doom-3-remix-chapter-2.html
DISCLAIMER: References to features of religions or faith beliefs do not necessarily mean that the authors, Terry Wilson, Matthew Costello, and Yoshitoshi ABe (or anyone else for that matter), take them seriously. All characters featured are new; none appear in either FWL, Doom 3, or Haibane Renmei. Also, don't forget that this is a work of fiction, not prophecy.
This story was written by Terry Wilson, who makes no copyright claims against the concepts of the other authors. This work will never be commercially published without the permission of the copyright holders for all three worlds.
Here's the Story:
She wakes up, and quickly realizes that she is in a tank of fluid, large enough that if she curled up, none of her extremities would touch the sides. Well...perhaps her long flowing blond hair. Feeling the walls, she wonders if it is a natural construct. Coming back to her senses, she realizes that she is probably in the sensory deprivation chamber of her enemies, and that they are trying to get information out of her. Instinct, however tells her she can break out of it. While she scrapes away the soft inner layer, she realizes that she is breathing the fluid, not air through a mask; the only thing she's wearing is a plain white gown with a tie closure at her back. She is confused out of her wits, it's like nothing in her mind matches up with her surroundings. The hard shell of the cocoon seems cold. Planting her feet in the soft layer behind her, she starts pounding on the shell with her fist, cracking it, she can feel the pressure dropping around her ears. I have to finish now or I'll die. Die? Didn't she die? She's thinking...she remembered dying...or at least suffering life-threatening injuries. Nonetheless, she keeps pounding on the leaking cocoon shell.
It shatters, and the rush of fluid carries her out into the room. She holds her breath until the fluid level gets low enough that she can keep her mouth and nostrils above it by resting her head on the edge of the hole she broke in the cocoon. Leaning over the edge of the cocoon facing back into it, she exhales the fluid from her lungs and draws in air, then starts coughing the rest of it up. She passes out on the cocoon's edge.
Waking up, sensing that several hours had passed, she feels very cold, alone in the room. She listens, looks around. Can I still hear well enough? she thinks, then she sees out a window in the strange, messy room that it is snowing outside. She lifts up the still damp gown until the hem is at her ribcage, then concentrates. Sharp pains stab out of her shoulders up her arms and down her back. Impossible, she gasps. Examining herself, she appears to be totally uninjured. She dusts off the top half of the body mirror leaning against the wall, the bottom half having been washed by the cocoon fluid. She opens the back of the strange robe and sees two large bruises on her shoulder blades. "Yeah, whatever," she mutters aloud and ties the robe back up. Did I lose my wings? she thinks. I'm freezing...if I can't deploy, I have to find help or insulation.
She's not surprised to find the room's one door locked. She was surprised to be able to knock it down with a single kick. Obviously the building she was in wasn't well maintained...probably totally abandoned. She isn't a prisoner after all. She calls out, "Help!" before she starts wandering down the hall in her search for insulation. She's about seventeen-ish, she thinks, but can't remember (what's the point without a calendar and any idea how long she had been in the cocoon anyway?), about five-foot-six, blonde hair extending past the welts on her back. "Help!" she cries again.
"Coming!" is the answer she hears. Another girl, younger perhaps. The lady is getting weak from the cold and a bizarre fever, so she is happy to hear an answer. The girl emerges from the stairwell door, stunned at her new guest's appearance. She's just under five feet tall with dark hair. The blonde lady gasps at her host's playful cherub features. Wings splay from her back and a glowing halo hovers over her head.
"What are you?" the guest gasps.
"Haibane," she answers simply, "Ash Feather, Ailes Grises; pick your favorite."
"Haibane?" the taller guest gasps, "Where am I?"
"North Wing, 3rd Floor, the Old Home in the town of Glie," the shorter hosts answers, taking her hand, she instructs, "we have to get you to the guest room before you freeze. Come on!"
Following her host, the young lady runs to the end of a long corridor, then briefly outside into the blizzard, across the snow into the East Wing. Her host shows her into a bed, then wraps her up in its blankets.
"Where are my wings?" she asks, "They will grow soon, be patient. I've never heard of a Haibane so eager to get her wings."
"I'm not a Haibane, I'm a-" she gasps, what am I called? Why can't I remember?? Switching threads, she said. "My wings are secret, but I'll show them to you anyway," she says, she jolts forward, cries in pain. "I can't deploy them!" she cries.
"My name is Menmo," the host says. Two more Haibane enter the room. "This is Shimoni," she says pointing out the taller red head with long hair, "and here is Kurai."
Kurai sighs, "I'm going to get her halo." She quickly retreats.
"So, tell us about your cocoon dream," Menmo says, "Haibane are named after their cocoon dreams. I dreamed about flying in the fluffy clouds like a bird, I had fluffy invisible down over my body to keep me warm...so my name Menmo means fluffy."
The guest answers, "Perhaps you were once like me."
"You can't steal her name," Shimoni laughs.
"I'm not," the guest sighs, "I just wonder if we were the same kind before we came here. Secret wings."
Shimoni explains, "I dreamed that I was climbing down a deep shaft, climbing what seemed like an endless ladder to get down to the bottom. So I am called Shimoni, for downwards."
"I'd tell you my name first, but I can't remember it. I remember such detail about my life," she cries, "it's awful, don't make me describe it now. Let me get my bearings first."
"So," Menmo asks, "what do we call you until then?"
The guest cries, "Tatakai! Tatakai (闘) will be my name in this world," she starts crying. The two Haibane gasp.
Menmo sighs, "If that fits your dream, it must be very painful."
The sounds of battle fill her thoughts, she flies over a red battlefield over her enemies, on her Featherwing wings, weilding a large silver weapon with a trapezoidal muzzle, she takes aim at a group of her enemies holding down the firing stud, who look up and see her. The weapon fires a huge green fireball, lightning like emissions come from it, one for each enemy in the group. She banks left to get clear. Her weapon's discharge creates a massive explosion. Drawing enormous amounts of firepower from other enemies below her, she gets ready for another shot as she turns back to friendly territory for more ammunition. She pops a large empty bottle out of the left side of the gun, and from her pouch puts the last of the full green bottles into it. She holds down the weapon's trigger, charging it.
She is hit. Her left wing is blown to pieces. She furls, making her right wing and the shredded root of her left wing disappear. Her left arm gnarls up, her thumb and first finger literally vanish. Right hand still on the weapon, she locks the firing stud and removes the safety interlock while falling out of the sky. She knows she can't make it. She tosses the weapon aside and lets it fall into a dense group of creatures. They throw fireballs from their hands, which burn when they hit. After taking several hits from those, her gun, still close to her in the air, explodes. All she sees is white, and all sound disappears. [The weapon is the BFG-9000 from Doom 3; the creatures are Imps]
"The battle at the end of the world!" she cries.
Menmo suddenly realizes, "your wings are about to come out," she opens the back of Tatakai's robe.
"Get away, get clear!" Tatakai cries. Shimoni and Menmo back away. Tatakai says, "Farther ... I can't control them, I don't know if I can keep them folded ... I don't want to hurt you."
Her wings emerge from her back in a bloody eruption. They are only slightly larger than the wings of a normal Haibane.
Tatakai looks around herself, "That's it?" she gasps.
Menmo, standing there timidly, mutters, "What we're you expecting? If you had wings before, you don't have the same wings in this world. May we approach now?"
Tatakai nods, "I feel awful. These wings don't feel like my own, and they hurt. Will they ever furl?" she asks.
"Furl?" Menmo asks as she starts to use a cloth to wipe the blood and bits of fat from Tatakai's feathers, "what a mess!" she exclaims.
"My old wings could...I could deploy and furl them at will, make them appear and disappear. I could use them to fly," Tatakai explains. "Oh," she realizes, "stroke the other way along the feathers, the barbs lean towards the-" she suddenly remembers these are different wings. "Uh, Menmo, which way do the barbules lean on the quills of the feathers? Do they lean towards the feather's root or away."
Menmo answers quickly, "Away, silly, like any feather..."
Tatakai lowers herself to rest on the bed. Shinomi goes around to the other side and starts washing her right wing. Menmo then says, "...except in my cocoon dream."
Tatakai gasps, "Your cocoon dream? Describe your wings, please."
Menmo remembers, "They were big, I can't remember how much they spanned, but I could not reach the tips. They didn't come out of my back like these...they came out lower, on my sides."
Tatakai sighs, "Menmo, I think we were the same kind before we came here."
"Tatakai," Shimoni asks, "with such a high fever and the pain of your new wings breaking out, you were still able to talk to us."
Tatakai responds, "I named myself 'battle', Shinomi. I was a warrior, used to pain and blood," she sighs and plonks her head on the pillow. "Is it safe to sleep?" she asks.
"Of course, Tatakai," Memno says, "We're not at war, and Shimoni and I will be right here for at least an hour to wash your wings." With that, Tatakai closes her eyes and is snoring within a few breaths.
Next Remix Post: http://featherwinglove.blogspot.com/2009/05/haibane-doom-3-remix-chapter-2.html
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Visions: Haibane Renmai
Haibane Renmai, 灰羽連盟 (Ash Feather Council; Charcoal Feather Federation). A close friend I've told about Featherwing Love said it reminded him of this old anime, three days ago. Yoshitoshi ABe (安倍 吉俊 ; ABe, 安倍 is the surname) made as a self-published manga in late 2001, which wasn't finished because it was picked up as an anime and broadcast in late 2002.
I have a character (the name is too tentative to blog), who watches it in Featherwing Love II, the sequel I'm already scripting for...it means so much to him that I actually called my local HMV store to buy it.
First a few details I had worked out about this character before I had even heard of Haibane Renmai:
His family is massacred when he is a baby; he is spared. Few details are available about how or why this happened. His family was part of the Featherwing Brotherhood; who was forced to hide to prevent the compromise of the featherwing secrets. He was adopted by two loving human parents, who had no idea that he was a featherwing. As part of the original Featherwing Love story, it becomes apparent to the Brotherhood that "featherwing love" can occur separate from the featherwings themselves. They speculate that a featherwing child might fledge if he were raised by featherwing love, but not featherwing parents.
When the character fledges, his parents deny it; tell him to put his wings away forever, but it eats at him inside. He's not really human. He doesn't know anything about how his wings work, and he, nor his parents know of the existence of the Featherwing Brotherhood. In his ignorance, he does something horrible which brings him into contact with the Brotherhood; it was extremely difficult to write, it may be one of the hardest things to draw. The Brotherhood actually arrests him for FWL II's initial incident. The following scene from Haibane Renmai, roughly the middle of the first episode, is something which he watched before the incident until he memorized it. After the incident, it means something completely different to him, and he collapses in front of his television. I don't know why the story wants me to blog it today.
First, some differences between Haibane (灰羽) and Featherwing (羽音) creatures...well lots of differences really, they have almost nothing in common:
Overview of Haibane: Haibane is spelt ashes-feather. Their wings are grey (with some exceptions). They inhabit the city of Glie (グリ) a fictional city in a totally fictional world. The vast majority of the inhabitants of the city are human, and the Haibane are poorly understood, for the most part confined to a small community called Old Home (オールドホーム). Nobody, not even the humans, are allowed to leave the city, only the Tooga (トーガ pronounced with a long-o) can enter and leave freely, and they briefly visit to trade items. Only the highest council members are allowed to talk to them; these nomads never show their faces within Glie's walls. The Haibane are not allowed to use real money, but instead spend the pages from their timecard books directly. They are only allowed to own second-hand clothing and equipment, never anything new. Their wings, while real, having flesh, bone, and nerve, are not functional; Haibane can't fly, nor can they furl, or put their wings away, like Featherwings can. They wear halos, forged from a special material, which magically hover over their heads. They're reason for existing appears to be to cleanse their souls and achieve a Day of Flight (巣立ちの日, literally "Day of leaving nest")
Overview of Featherwing: Almost the diametric opposite of a Haibane. Featherwings have large, powerful wings which they can use to fly. They draw their power from the love the Featherwing has for others, and even more so, the love that others bestow upon the Featherwing. They can furl their wings, that is, make them disappear. They live secretly among humans in a realistic world, and very much unlike the Haibane, tend to be on the leading edge of technology. Unlike the simple existence of the Haibane, a Featherwing has a great deal of responsibility to come with the power of the wings. They do not have halos, although in one scene in the original FWL, snow falls atop the invisible down of one of the characters, apparently suspended above her hair, like a halo.
Rakka (落下; falling): "Uh, well, where am I ... and what's a 'Haibane'?"
Reki (礫; pebble) flaps her wings to show Rakka that they are real
Rakka: "Are those real?"
Reki: "Yours are going to grow soon, too. ... Feeling any discomfort in your back?"
Rakka: "A bit ... I thought it was from sleeping funny."
Reki: "Let me see it."
Reki opens Rakkas gown to find two huge raised contusions on her shoulder blades: "I'll go get some ice."
Rakka: "Huh?"
Reki: "Stay right there. I just need to get ready for it."
While Reki gathers the ice, Rakka rapidly develops a fever. When she returns, she says,
Reki: "I'm sorry, your wings are growing much faster than I expected. I wanted to explain things before the fever broke out, but there wasn't any time. Does it hurt?"
Rakka: "Not really, it feels like pulling; like a bad cramp."
Reki: "It'll sting when the wingtips break the skin, and then you'll run a high fever, but it should be gone by tomorrow."
Rakka: "A mirror?"
Reki: "Bad idea. It's worse if you can see it."
Rakka: "I see. ... Are we not human?"
Reki: "Nobody knows what we are."
A sad score by 大谷幸 (Koo Ootani; long 'o' sounds; his surname is first in the Japanese spelling) begins at this point. We see Glie from the outside, the wall has a considerable breach in the northeast sector. The city is powered by rusty wind turbines. Night falls.
Reki: "We need a name, so we call ourselves Haibane."
Rakka whines, "I want to go home."
Reki: "Haibane are not allowed outside this town. Besides, even if your family exists in this world, they wouldn't recognize you if they saw you now."
Rakka: "Why not?"
Reki: "Just like you can't remember where you come from, this world does not remember you. That's just the way it is."
Rakka (in pain): "Why me? I'm sure I was nothing special, just a normal girl."
Reki: "I wonder too. Nobody remembers why."
Rakka wings go into spasm under the skin, and start to break through. Rakka bleeds as Reki panics, "It's starting!" She runs into the kitchen and pulls the first aid kit from on top of the pantry, wiping out in the process. She retrieves the gauze and wraps her own thumb as she rushes back to Rakka's room.
Rakka: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
Reki: "Bite on this! Save your tongue" Rakka chomps on Reki's wrapped thumb.
A spurt of blood hits Reki in the eye, and she falls over. The wings deploy from Rakka's back in a bloody mess. Rakka screams, then loses consciousness.
Rakka awakes to find Reki cleaning her wings, it is morning. She complains, "My limbs are cold and heavy. Everytime my wings twitch, pain shoots through my shoulders and sides. I feel my wings becoming part of my body. I'm afraid my body is being transformed into something else. Sweat stings my eyes...I can't see."
Reki continues to wash her wings, Rakka asks, "Reki, are you there?"
Reki utters a soft confirmation.
Rakka asks, "What are you doing?"
Reki: "Cleaning your wings?"
Rakka: "A long time?"
Reki: "It takes time. They get stained unless you get them completely free of blood and grease."
Rakka, concerned about the thumb she clamped down on during the deployment, "How's your hand?"
Reki, bruised, confirms happily, "Oh, this? Nothing. Worry about yourself for now."
Rakka: "My head is hot."
Reki: "You'll feel better by tomorrow. Like magic, you'll feel fine." Rakka sighs as Reki describes, "Such pretty wings. Neither white, nor black, beautiful ash grey."
While my main character watches this scene, Kisure, a character appearing early in the original Featherwing Love (I have a drawing of him on Flickr), uses this scene to explain the consequences of FWL II's initial incident. I'd post those words here if it wasn't a dead giveaway.
I have a character (the name is too tentative to blog), who watches it in Featherwing Love II, the sequel I'm already scripting for...it means so much to him that I actually called my local HMV store to buy it.
First a few details I had worked out about this character before I had even heard of Haibane Renmai:
His family is massacred when he is a baby; he is spared. Few details are available about how or why this happened. His family was part of the Featherwing Brotherhood; who was forced to hide to prevent the compromise of the featherwing secrets. He was adopted by two loving human parents, who had no idea that he was a featherwing. As part of the original Featherwing Love story, it becomes apparent to the Brotherhood that "featherwing love" can occur separate from the featherwings themselves. They speculate that a featherwing child might fledge if he were raised by featherwing love, but not featherwing parents.
When the character fledges, his parents deny it; tell him to put his wings away forever, but it eats at him inside. He's not really human. He doesn't know anything about how his wings work, and he, nor his parents know of the existence of the Featherwing Brotherhood. In his ignorance, he does something horrible which brings him into contact with the Brotherhood; it was extremely difficult to write, it may be one of the hardest things to draw. The Brotherhood actually arrests him for FWL II's initial incident. The following scene from Haibane Renmai, roughly the middle of the first episode, is something which he watched before the incident until he memorized it. After the incident, it means something completely different to him, and he collapses in front of his television. I don't know why the story wants me to blog it today.
First, some differences between Haibane (灰羽) and Featherwing (羽音) creatures...well lots of differences really, they have almost nothing in common:
Overview of Haibane: Haibane is spelt ashes-feather. Their wings are grey (with some exceptions). They inhabit the city of Glie (グリ) a fictional city in a totally fictional world. The vast majority of the inhabitants of the city are human, and the Haibane are poorly understood, for the most part confined to a small community called Old Home (オールドホーム). Nobody, not even the humans, are allowed to leave the city, only the Tooga (トーガ pronounced with a long-o) can enter and leave freely, and they briefly visit to trade items. Only the highest council members are allowed to talk to them; these nomads never show their faces within Glie's walls. The Haibane are not allowed to use real money, but instead spend the pages from their timecard books directly. They are only allowed to own second-hand clothing and equipment, never anything new. Their wings, while real, having flesh, bone, and nerve, are not functional; Haibane can't fly, nor can they furl, or put their wings away, like Featherwings can. They wear halos, forged from a special material, which magically hover over their heads. They're reason for existing appears to be to cleanse their souls and achieve a Day of Flight (巣立ちの日, literally "Day of leaving nest")
Overview of Featherwing: Almost the diametric opposite of a Haibane. Featherwings have large, powerful wings which they can use to fly. They draw their power from the love the Featherwing has for others, and even more so, the love that others bestow upon the Featherwing. They can furl their wings, that is, make them disappear. They live secretly among humans in a realistic world, and very much unlike the Haibane, tend to be on the leading edge of technology. Unlike the simple existence of the Haibane, a Featherwing has a great deal of responsibility to come with the power of the wings. They do not have halos, although in one scene in the original FWL, snow falls atop the invisible down of one of the characters, apparently suspended above her hair, like a halo.
Rakka (落下; falling): "Uh, well, where am I ... and what's a 'Haibane'?"
Reki (礫; pebble) flaps her wings to show Rakka that they are real
Rakka: "Are those real?"
Reki: "Yours are going to grow soon, too. ... Feeling any discomfort in your back?"
Rakka: "A bit ... I thought it was from sleeping funny."
Reki: "Let me see it."
Reki opens Rakkas gown to find two huge raised contusions on her shoulder blades: "I'll go get some ice."
Rakka: "Huh?"
Reki: "Stay right there. I just need to get ready for it."
While Reki gathers the ice, Rakka rapidly develops a fever. When she returns, she says,
Reki: "I'm sorry, your wings are growing much faster than I expected. I wanted to explain things before the fever broke out, but there wasn't any time. Does it hurt?"
Rakka: "Not really, it feels like pulling; like a bad cramp."
Reki: "It'll sting when the wingtips break the skin, and then you'll run a high fever, but it should be gone by tomorrow."
Rakka: "A mirror?"
Reki: "Bad idea. It's worse if you can see it."
Rakka: "I see. ... Are we not human?"
Reki: "Nobody knows what we are."
A sad score by 大谷幸 (Koo Ootani; long 'o' sounds; his surname is first in the Japanese spelling) begins at this point. We see Glie from the outside, the wall has a considerable breach in the northeast sector. The city is powered by rusty wind turbines. Night falls.
Reki: "We need a name, so we call ourselves Haibane."
Rakka whines, "I want to go home."
Reki: "Haibane are not allowed outside this town. Besides, even if your family exists in this world, they wouldn't recognize you if they saw you now."
Rakka: "Why not?"
Reki: "Just like you can't remember where you come from, this world does not remember you. That's just the way it is."
Rakka (in pain): "Why me? I'm sure I was nothing special, just a normal girl."
Reki: "I wonder too. Nobody remembers why."
Rakka wings go into spasm under the skin, and start to break through. Rakka bleeds as Reki panics, "It's starting!" She runs into the kitchen and pulls the first aid kit from on top of the pantry, wiping out in the process. She retrieves the gauze and wraps her own thumb as she rushes back to Rakka's room.
Rakka: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
Reki: "Bite on this! Save your tongue" Rakka chomps on Reki's wrapped thumb.
A spurt of blood hits Reki in the eye, and she falls over. The wings deploy from Rakka's back in a bloody mess. Rakka screams, then loses consciousness.
Rakka awakes to find Reki cleaning her wings, it is morning. She complains, "My limbs are cold and heavy. Everytime my wings twitch, pain shoots through my shoulders and sides. I feel my wings becoming part of my body. I'm afraid my body is being transformed into something else. Sweat stings my eyes...I can't see."
Reki continues to wash her wings, Rakka asks, "Reki, are you there?"
Reki utters a soft confirmation.
Rakka asks, "What are you doing?"
Reki: "Cleaning your wings?"
Rakka: "A long time?"
Reki: "It takes time. They get stained unless you get them completely free of blood and grease."
Rakka, concerned about the thumb she clamped down on during the deployment, "How's your hand?"
Reki, bruised, confirms happily, "Oh, this? Nothing. Worry about yourself for now."
Rakka: "My head is hot."
Reki: "You'll feel better by tomorrow. Like magic, you'll feel fine." Rakka sighs as Reki describes, "Such pretty wings. Neither white, nor black, beautiful ash grey."
While my main character watches this scene, Kisure, a character appearing early in the original Featherwing Love (I have a drawing of him on Flickr), uses this scene to explain the consequences of FWL II's initial incident. I'd post those words here if it wasn't a dead giveaway.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Visions: One More Night
Note: observant Cascada fans may have noticed that I skipped "Can't Stop The Rain" and "Kids in America"; not every song says anything relating to Featherwing Love, although this tends to be the exception, rather than the rule. The plane crash called up several songs that I didn't think would ever relate to the story. The aircraft is named Autumn Rain because of "Dream on Dreamer" on Perfect Day...more on that later. The remaining songs which (at least currently) do not relate to the story are "Wouldn't It Be Good", "Holiday", "Perfect Day" (these last two because FWL main characters tend to be unflaggingly loyal even when they shouldn't be), and oh...that's it.
(Haifun sings before the instrumental; Juubi after)
Lyrics
You are all I can remember
after all that we've been through
forever in my heart
Now I'm through
and June feels like November
Still can't believe it's true
Too long we've been apart
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
...
Why can't true love be forever
Why did my dream explode
The day you went away
'Cus I will keep the spell together
I wish you well of hope
Your boy from yesterday
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
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I mentioned this "fight" that Cascada seems to refer to often in their music, and that it appears to be the fight to keep physical desires from overpowering a romantic relationship. This song would be sung after the コ "ko" chapter. The rest pretty much is as it sounds.
(Haifun sings before the instrumental; Juubi after)
Lyrics
You are all I can remember
after all that we've been through
forever in my heart
Now I'm through
and June feels like November
Still can't believe it's true
Too long we've been apart
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
...
Why can't true love be forever
Why did my dream explode
The day you went away
'Cus I will keep the spell together
I wish you well of hope
Your boy from yesterday
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
One more night
I want to be with you
where I want to hold you tight
It feels so right
Tonight
Don't leave it up to you
and I think the time is right
to stop the fight
-------------
I mentioned this "fight" that Cascada seems to refer to often in their music, and that it appears to be the fight to keep physical desires from overpowering a romantic relationship. This song would be sung after the コ "ko" chapter. The rest pretty much is as it sounds.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Visions: Truly Madly Deeply
This song grew on me very, very slowly...like eleven years (since it was originally done by Savage Garden in 1997.) I actually used to hate this song, thanks in no small part because the radio stations played it waaaaaayyy too much. The high key and mystical lyrics made it sound queer. It wasn't until after I started working on Featherwing Love and had a character (Juubi) who could actually come pretty close to fulfilling these lyrics that I began to appreciate it. Still, "I love you more with every breath / truly, madly, deeply, do." makes me choke...as a line it just doesn't sound good. It also sounds more like the aforementioned "monster love". Real love includes not only loving the other person, but receiving their love in return. Have you ever had someone reject your love? Sucks, dunnit?
Lyrics:
I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need.
I love you more with every breath
Truly, madly, deeply, do..
I will be strong
I will be faithful
Because I am counting on a new beginning
A reason for living
A deeper meaning yeah
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky
I'll make a wish send it to heaven
That'll make you wanna cry
The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty
That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection
Of the highest power in lonely hour
The tears divide you
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
Oh, can't you see it baby?
Don't have to close your eyes
'cause it's standing right before you
All that you need will surely come
I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need
I love you more with every breath
Truly, madly, deeply, do..
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
(I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me)
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
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Well...the oft repeated chorus speaks quite strongly for a featherwing being. Mountains are a common haunt of birds. They are also a good location for soaring on ridge lift. Most birds don't like to bathe in the sea actually...at least ones that fly. But, there are a lot of famous maritime birds, including the seagull, which is ubiquitous even here in landlocked Calgary, and wave soaring birds like the wandering albatross. A featherwing being can actually replicate a wandering albatross' intercontinental gliding trip, but it would take a lot of training, and probably a lot of caffeine, since they are still half human. As romantic as that may seem, it is unlikely to be seen as such by the beings themselves...they'll really be glad when it's over if they have to make such a trip. An inflatable raft would be preferable to caffeine. As for the sky falling down...well, featherwings would get cranky pretty fast without a sky to fly in. Featherwings are not immortal, so "lay like this forever"...the sky will probably outlast them.
Lyrics:
I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need.
I love you more with every breath
Truly, madly, deeply, do..
I will be strong
I will be faithful
Because I am counting on a new beginning
A reason for living
A deeper meaning yeah
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky
I'll make a wish send it to heaven
That'll make you wanna cry
The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty
That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection
Of the highest power in lonely hour
The tears divide you
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
Oh, can't you see it baby?
Don't have to close your eyes
'cause it's standing right before you
All that you need will surely come
I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need
I love you more with every breath
Truly, madly, deeply, do..
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
(I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me)
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
--------------
Well...the oft repeated chorus speaks quite strongly for a featherwing being. Mountains are a common haunt of birds. They are also a good location for soaring on ridge lift. Most birds don't like to bathe in the sea actually...at least ones that fly. But, there are a lot of famous maritime birds, including the seagull, which is ubiquitous even here in landlocked Calgary, and wave soaring birds like the wandering albatross. A featherwing being can actually replicate a wandering albatross' intercontinental gliding trip, but it would take a lot of training, and probably a lot of caffeine, since they are still half human. As romantic as that may seem, it is unlikely to be seen as such by the beings themselves...they'll really be glad when it's over if they have to make such a trip. An inflatable raft would be preferable to caffeine. As for the sky falling down...well, featherwings would get cranky pretty fast without a sky to fly in. Featherwings are not immortal, so "lay like this forever"...the sky will probably outlast them.
Visions: Neverending Dream
This latecomer to the lineup of Cascada music which speaks into the story, this song describes how Haifun feels at the beginning of the テ (te) chapter. In several of Cascada's songs, the word "fight" seems to refer to the battle against physical desires in a romantic relationship. I believe that is the case here:
Lyrics:
I'm waiting for the night, drifting away
on the waves on my dreams to another day
I'm standing on a hill and beyond the clouds
The winds blowing still and catching my doubts
I'm hunting all the night a slave to my dream
An illustrated scene descends in the steam
We're playing for the fight's emotional game
I'm turning off my eyes and hiding my shame
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
...
(I'm waiting for the night, drifting away
on the waves on my dreams to another day
I'm standing on a hill and beyond the clouds
The winds blowing still and catching my doubts) (spoken style)
I'm watching all the flowers dying away
In heated breath of life at the dawning day
I'm waking up in spring and kissing your face
A sweet and burning thing I feel your embrace
A neverending dream...
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
-----------
I can't really go into detail on the テ chapter, since it is actually pretty sensitive to the story, probably the steamiest chapter in the whole story, and almost certainly will be pretty controversial. As far as I know, I don't know of any with it's basic premise: our Featherwing Lovers are desperately trying to keep their hands off each other because they are experiencing "monster love", and see it for what it is: a dangerous threat to their real love. For a more commonly seen example: almost always, adultery is the result of the monster love for a mistress or bad boy overcoming the real love for a spouse.
Kids, the best way to avoid ever developing love monsters is to stay away from physical love entirely, until you are married. Don't imagine yourself getting involved in physical love at all until you are engaged. Love monsters can also develop after you are married. You have both a responsibility to yourself to keep love monsters from interfering with the precious relationship you have with your spouse, and to look after your spouse so that he or she has little temptation to look outside your relationship for satisfaction. No matter what age you are, talk to your parents, fiancee, or spouse about these things. It is hard to say when it is too early, but with a 50% divorce rate (remember, that means that 50% of children get to experience their families falling apart, I'm one of them), it is very, very easy to see when it is too late.
Incidentally, Juubi's proposal is in the テ chapter :)
Lyrics:
I'm waiting for the night, drifting away
on the waves on my dreams to another day
I'm standing on a hill and beyond the clouds
The winds blowing still and catching my doubts
I'm hunting all the night a slave to my dream
An illustrated scene descends in the steam
We're playing for the fight's emotional game
I'm turning off my eyes and hiding my shame
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
...
(I'm waiting for the night, drifting away
on the waves on my dreams to another day
I'm standing on a hill and beyond the clouds
The winds blowing still and catching my doubts) (spoken style)
I'm watching all the flowers dying away
In heated breath of life at the dawning day
I'm waking up in spring and kissing your face
A sweet and burning thing I feel your embrace
A neverending dream...
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
A neverending dream, a dream of you
I believe I received a sign of you
Tonight I want to hide my feelings too
As you do when I want to be with you
-----------
I can't really go into detail on the テ chapter, since it is actually pretty sensitive to the story, probably the steamiest chapter in the whole story, and almost certainly will be pretty controversial. As far as I know, I don't know of any with it's basic premise: our Featherwing Lovers are desperately trying to keep their hands off each other because they are experiencing "monster love", and see it for what it is: a dangerous threat to their real love. For a more commonly seen example: almost always, adultery is the result of the monster love for a mistress or bad boy overcoming the real love for a spouse.
Kids, the best way to avoid ever developing love monsters is to stay away from physical love entirely, until you are married. Don't imagine yourself getting involved in physical love at all until you are engaged. Love monsters can also develop after you are married. You have both a responsibility to yourself to keep love monsters from interfering with the precious relationship you have with your spouse, and to look after your spouse so that he or she has little temptation to look outside your relationship for satisfaction. No matter what age you are, talk to your parents, fiancee, or spouse about these things. It is hard to say when it is too early, but with a 50% divorce rate (remember, that means that 50% of children get to experience their families falling apart, I'm one of them), it is very, very easy to see when it is too late.
Incidentally, Juubi's proposal is in the テ chapter :)
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