[gecko]

Friendly bump.

[gecko]

Please pick an end date. <3

[Solar Flare]

I'm just going to end it now... Congratulations to lion- !

username→ lion-
name→ patroana (pronounced: patch- roan -uh)
personality→ roana (roan -uh) has always been quite loud. she's outgoing, and completely fearless when it comes to speaking her mind. but, she can come across as rude, arrogant, and slightly... "strange." but roana is a strong spirit, and if someone doesn't like her opinion than so be it. inside though she really does love friends and one of her major passions has always been music.
story→ it's december 20th.five days from christmas and my little brother is laying at my feet, dead from pneumonia. at least, that's what they say. i know better. i know sam died not just from starvation and cold, but from hopelessness. that dark despair that creeps into your heart, turning it black with the desire of death. that's what killed sammuel, just like it killed father. i watch as his little glowing white horns fade, and my tears carry the only warmth that is left from my body. i am empty now. empty and hopeless.
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december 24th, christmas eve, and here i sit. my lights are so dim, i'm practically invisible. i sigh, close my eye and raise my head. i then begin to sing. it's what dad always did, singing wether he was miserable or overjoyed. it's one of the few things i remember before... well, before life was miserable. so my voice is soft, raising to the sky soft white clouds of smoke that is my breath in this frigid winter. i sing for max, and for father, i sing of my pain, of my joy. i sing and the despair recedes, my light glowing ever a little brighter, and i can practically hear my family, singing beside me. i look around and suddenly i see light collectors of all ages gathered round, smiling at me. i am amazed as a small little LC, who looks exactly like sam walks forward, depositing a small silver coin before me. soon, everyone is pitching in, and i find myself with enough money for a lightbulb and a place to sleep for christmas. i learned that day, that even in the darkest of times, if you close your eyes and sing you're heartbreak, light will always find a way through. light, and joy. and eventually... peace.