In RemembranceFive years ago my life, my world, changed.Has it really been that longSince their screams filled the air?Have five long years really passedSince lives were snuffed out,Some in an instant of unbelieving horrorOthers in an agonizing tortureOf waiting and hoping for help not to comeWounds so old seem so freshWhat those people didI don't understand whyI cannot comprehendIts just too hardI ask myself time and againWhat has happened to us?All I know is that we have fallen.We have fallenWill we ever be able to right ourselves?
Chasing the WindThe sun was bright, and the air pleasantly warm that day in the forest. It was the perfect day to start an adventure, or so Nico said; Toki was less inclined to believe it. The two boys, both no older than six, had been traveling through the woods for the better part of the day. It was only in the last few hours, however, that little Toki had started to doubt his friend. As he watched the bobbing blonde head of hair in front of him, the poor boy couldn't help but feel tired."Why are we doing this again?" Toki whined for the twelfth time in the past three hours.Nico, who had given up counting after five, his limit, only smiled at his dark featured friend, "To become Timan, of course!""Nico, you can't become a Timan. Either you are one, or you're not. Everyone knows that!" Toki said, still using that whining tone.Nico refused to let his friend dampen his spirits. "Fine then, we'll prove we're Tima