Yes, but do you believe in them? I think something so innate, to transcend death and into spirits like we are now, must be of grievous and great importance. Every single piece I composed... was dedicated to that notion. As well as the pain for those who must follow the rules of society and ignore it. As a people united, we had a destiny. We rejected it for politics and power, a room to sleep in, someone to keep as a listening ear.
Why, you could call my entire audiences 'soulmates' with my music if you thought of it that way. [ Ha ha... ha... ]
[ This is sad. He cannot burden his lady with this truth, but the chance that they'll be summoned together again must be so low. This was an obscurity, a rarity in which he found her once and the same person found them both again. If he was to understand the Holy Grail War and its mechanics, the two of them would be enemies once they disappear from this plane and are ever summoned out of the many heroic spirits again. This is too painful. He wasted one lifetime trapped without purpose but his music, which was a mere way of communicating to the world his feelings--
He slides up his sleeve and there her name is, on his dominant arm 'Maria Antonia Josepha Johanna' is scrolled across in elegant scripture. ]
Our time might be short, and our future crossroads unknown, but I wanted to show you.... that I am a filthy liar, as foul as they come, and I was until the bitter end.
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Why, you could call my entire audiences 'soulmates' with my music if you thought of it that way. [ Ha ha... ha... ]
[ This is sad. He cannot burden his lady with this truth, but the chance that they'll be summoned together again must be so low. This was an obscurity, a rarity in which he found her once and the same person found them both again. If he was to understand the Holy Grail War and its mechanics, the two of them would be enemies once they disappear from this plane and are ever summoned out of the many heroic spirits again. This is too painful. He wasted one lifetime trapped without purpose but his music, which was a mere way of communicating to the world his feelings--
He slides up his sleeve and there her name is, on his dominant arm 'Maria Antonia Josepha Johanna' is scrolled across in elegant scripture. ]
Our time might be short, and our future crossroads unknown, but I wanted to show you.... that I am a filthy liar, as foul as they come, and I was until the bitter end.