Healing with song Day 3 [Open]

[myblueskies]

Characters: Romeo and anyone!
Format: Whatever you feel like
This log is: open
Location: Everywhere!
Summary: Romeo discovers Rapunzel has disapeared and finds her memory, he wanders around singing it. Feel free to meet him on his way.
Warnings:

Romeo finished getting dressed for breakfast, it was still raining. He didn't think it was ever going to end but he was not going to let that spoil his day! Every day was an adventure! They had a scavenger hunt to complete! Romeo was going to fight today! That was scary but it was alright because Romeo had the best weapon ever!

Alright his weapon was scary as well! But Romeo had been the leader of the black brothers! He had faced the god of death! He and his friends had broken into the kings palace to bring the truth to light! His friends in the black brothers were not here now, nor was Alfredo. But he had other friends!

Thinking of the friends he had met here he realised he hadn't seen Rapunzel for a while, even though she was an adult she wasn't scary at all. He skipped from his room to the room opposite, "Rapunzel are you here?"

The room was empty, but Rapunzel's bed looked strange, weird very clean. Everyone elses looked slightly messy. He frowned and something made him go closer even though he should just go to breakfast.

His eyes widened when he saw what was on the pillow. A ring and a charm, miss Sora had explained what that meant. "She's gone..."

Romeo felt sad, because people had been disapearing for a while and no one knew what happened to them. He could only hope that Rapunzel was somewhere safe.

But she didn't come from Italy, she came from a tower somewhere and he would probably never see her again. That made him very sad and he felt tears prick at his eyes.

Spirits up! He picked up the ring first, not sure what it did, he would have to ask someone. Then he picked up the charm, he knew it was one of Rapunzel's memories and so very special.

Flower, gleam and glow,
Let your power shine.
Make the clock reverse,
Bring back what once was mine.
Heal what has been hurt,
Change the Fates' design,
Save what has been lost;
Bring back what once was mine,
What once was mine.

It was such a beautiful song that Romeo felt happy again. "I'll miss you Rapunzel!" He said to the empty bed and then wandered out of the room, humming the tune singing the words sometimes as he made his way to breakfast.

song for those who don't know it :D

Comments

[shishi_sonson]

"Mmn. Empty your mind," Zoro replied, repeating the same phrase.

"People have too many thoughts running around in their head all the time," he began, speaking while his eyes still softly shut. "But that only leads to mistakes, especially in combat."

Through his nose, Zoro drew in a deep breath, then released it, his chest rising proudly and descending again, and did it just loudly enough for Romeo to hear and hopefully imitate.

"A swordsman can't just react to what's in front of him - they need to be thinking three steps ahead at all times, and that's impossible if you've got too much on your mind."

Zoro drew in another calming breath, and his lean, muscular body was perfectly still.

"Picture a clean, white landscape in your mind, and nothing else," he continued. "Hold that for as long as you can, and try to keep anything else from popping into your head. I want you to practice this on your own, too, and be able to do it at any time - even in a fight!"

[myblueskies]

Romeo still didn't really understand what Zoro was telling him, but he tried his best anyways because if Zoro thought this was important then Romeo should do as he said. He squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath in and out, in and out copying Zoro as best as he could. Romeo was not still, he was used to always being busy, always moving, it was very difficult for him to become still. His fingers twitched, his foot moved tapping the floor every now and again, without Romeo even seeming to notice.

He tried to picture the white landscape, it was difficult and he kept wanting to think of things. But he tried, he tried hard.

Still it seemed that everytime he had kicked all his thoughts out of the white landscape of his head more came in. He sighed and tried again, still fidgiting.