Le premier jour de la neige fraîchement tombée, Chiffonné sous les marchepieds mous, Voient les pieds tournoyants heureux, Les enfants de concert, Et les joues roses attrayantes.
First day of the freshly fallen snow, Crumpled beneath soft footsteps, See the happy twirling feet, Children hand in hand, And rosy pink cheeks.
------------------------------------------------------- Wished I had time to write again. Thinking perhaps I should leave Manifest to the rest of the club and focus on the essay instead, after all, no penalties for lateness during weekends, except it'll be counted one day late if handed in on Monday.
Je vous souhaite le bonheur mon ami, Il n'étais pas mon désir de vous blesser, Je me suis éloigné parce que je vous ai aimé, J'étais trop faible, trop triste, trop blessé, Meilleur vous haine que me pleure.
+The Writer+
Taka is a young law/arts student, often bumbling through life and trying to be a person rather than being defined by social conventions.
Shy, geeky, emotional, proud, and quite bisexual, doesn't smoke, drink sometimes, passionate about most things, Taka spends time dreaming, dancing, drawing and watching movies, often anime.
Is in love with the idea of love, gives hugs at the most random times, and is constantly worrying about people eventhough it does not look like it.
Aspires to either become a beautiful hermit by the river or a world dictator.
+The Blog+
Niflheim represents both light and darkness, of the celebration and distaste of life, of musings and incoherent thought. It is an outlet for personified angst and pessimism with chuckfuls of laughter and smiles.
It is Taka's way of drawing out all the little disturbing thoughts giving rise to nightmares, a way to self reflect, a way to seek solace.
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