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The Deafening cheers of the crowd roared as we cross the finish line. I look forward to see our Rival, standing proudly, her eyes sparkling in the Glory of her victory. It was her last race, a well earned, and deserved Victory. I then look to my left, to see you, looking downward, Defeated.
You are such a bright person, optimistic in every possible way, always underestimating you're own ability. You're such a humble yet strong person,
a white cloud.
But on that day when I saw you, I saw rain. Rain falling from your own beautiful eyes. You fought so hard, like me and everyone else. But it always felt like you were putting in more effort than everyone else. And on this day, it felt like all of that did not matter, now did it? I didnt see a white cloud that day.
I saw a black cloud.
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Where are you now? Where are you now?
I think that every now and again. The Joyfulness I saw in you, had seemed like it faded, yet you tolled me everything was fine. I didnt believe you though, you were fighting yourself, fighting yourself to see if you belonged, against the shape shifting waves of clouds.
I watched you're training today. You seemed a bit sloppier than normal, but you were very fast, but not elegant, you ran like you needed to. You were so fast, it looked as if vapour trails were flying off of you, pushing yourself to be the best.
I know you can. My white cloud. I know you can, softly float away from all of this.
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Where are you now? Where are you now?
It's been a couple months since that day, you're next race came and went and it was sad to see the outcome. You were beaten, again. Not by the Beast that was her, losing to her was easy, but this, this was different.
You lost to someone, that most did not think about. They themselves were also undefeated, but didnt partake in the classics, completely underestimated by you and me. I. . . I couldn't help but notice the black clouds getting darker.
Where are you going?
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Where are you now? Where are you now?
Everyone I knew was all talking about it, the aftermath. It was sad to see, I couldn't help but yell at some of them for the way they talked about you. It's unacceptable, I want to explode, to tear them up to remind them that bears fear me.
But I didn't, cause you were there, to calm me. That's when I saw you that day, you seemd like it was no big deal, a set back and that was it. But I couldn't help but feel like you were crownless, the shifting waves of the black clouds seemed to be eating away at you. . . . .
Where are you now? Please come talk to me. I'm here for you, my white cloud.
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Where are you now? Where are you running to now?
More months have passed, the gates of Autumn have passed and we are in the Emperor's palace. But it seemed he was overthrown, by the Overlord, a Young Overlord. They are indeed young and made it quiet revealing to themselves. They're joyfulness, excitement could make anyone feel euphoric.
But I couldn't let that Boyish charm fool me. Under that persona, was Ego incarnated, you were the only one I knew who could beat them. To stop they're tyrannical rule before it could even start. But it seemd optimism was our greatest strength.
Again, I saw you, Rain falling from a black cloud, only this time i heard the cries of thunder.
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Where are you now? Are you hiding out at the end?
I searched everywhere for you. It took me until dawn when I found you, floating out there. The Vapour Trails in the sky above us were chaotic, they had no-sense of direction and seemd to be falling apart. Clouds dont have feelings I know, but they seemed like they were in anguish, like my white cloud that I saw.
You were in full darkness, rainfall was constant and low thunder cries that seemed to never end. I came up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder, you didn't look up at me, you were to ashamed to look at me. But I wasn't gonna stop, I sat down next to you and grabbed your chin to force you to look at me, ignoring you're refusal to cooperate. But please, my white cloud, listen to me.
My white cloud. I'm here for you. You belong here. You are ment to be here, you deserve all that you have accomplished. You are stronger than me, you are my hero, my everything. Lets kill that chaos and replace it with kaleidoscopes instead.
Let's softly float away from it all.
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Where are you now? Have you found yourself?
Exactly, 1 year, after, that race. I watched you, one final time, run on the turf once again. But you were not running, you were flying. They were birds flapping they're wings, just trying to catch up. But you were not a bird, you were a Jet, creating a Vapour Trail behind you, a contrail.
After you crossed the finish line, it seemed like all of that built up emotions came out all at once. You fell to the ground, to your knees, crying out Rain of pure joy, Catharsis, can be so sweet sometimes, can it?
You have found yourself. You're Crown, returned rightfully back to you, my white cloud.
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" So um . . . What you think of the poem I made? " Said Daring Tact, she seemed very tired, her voice was raspy now after talking for so long with no sips of water to help. All who sat down to listen gave they're answers.
" It is a Nice Story, Tact. Wish it was a bit more action orientated though. " said Almond Eye.
" The writing is meaningful, almost sounds like it's based off a true story. " said Lei Papale
" HA! That Young Overlord fellow sounds like a nice person I could get along with quiet easily! " said Efforia.
" . . . It was um . . . "
" yeah Contrail? "
" um. . . "
Contrail was at a lost of words, she seemed like she was the only one in the room who could understand the meaning of it all and because of that she was blushing very hard, while Tact innocently smiled at her, which did not help the situation. She finally had the courage to speak.
" Um. . . Can you read it again? To me, just the two of us? Later? "
" Fufufu~ Sure Contrail~ "
"Hehehehe. . . Thank you . . . "
" can you two kiss Alrea- "
Contrail slapped Efforia, sending her into the wall.