Epilogue

Nicholas James Rivera-Miller was born on August, 21, 1989 and in Ft. Bragg, North Carolina. He is one of many people known as an Army Brat. Nicholas is currently attending Brooke Point High School and is on the Color Guard also. The reason he chose to write about this wonderful Japanese poetess, Ono no Komachi, is because all of the Tanka’s she has written in her time. Ono Komachi wrote about break-ups and dreams of love. He loves the Japanese culture and the art work, including the anime. There are so many things about Japanese culture that it is hard to explain. The music is kind of traditional to electronic types of music. He has been all around the world because his mother is in the army. He loves to write poetry as well, and he loves to read. He is really interested in gymnastics, wrestling (not WWF stuff), track, baseball, soccer, ballet, and swimming.

Ono no Komachi

By:

Whitney Hudson

Nicholas Rivera-Miller

Ono no Komachi was a great Japanese poetess and her birth and death is unknown. Some say that she was born in Akita Prefecture. Komachi lived around 850 C.E. and many knew she was known for her unparallel beauty in her youth. Legend says that she grew to be an ugly old hag because she had been haughty and cruel. She had broken many hearts and she was punished for it. Komachi has a sister and her name is Ono no Komachi Ga Ani. She is an older sister too.

            Every year in Japan there is a festival dedicated to Komachi on the second Sunday in June. There is a shrine dedicated to Komachi that is also in Japan. Komachi’s status was due to her Waka in the first Imperial Anthology, the Kokinshu that was compiled in 900 C.E. 18 out of 22 of her poems from the imperial collection Gosenshu are believed to be authentic and 4 of those are believed to be genuine, or real and from her. 

            22 of her Tanka’s are what made her really famous. When she wrote her poetry she had expressed a rare skill in this creativeness. She weaved multiple endeavors, metaphors, and emotional intensity into the elegant Waka collection. She had many leads with contemporary poets and several of them could have been their mother. Komachi is known as an immortal poetess.

            She was always passionate and had legendary beauty. She began to outshine her poetry. Komachi’s name means “…Axe of Great Beauty” (Ono Komachi).

            Komachi lived in a literal family and was an attendant for the Emperor Nimmei and while she was an attendant she began to trade poems with major male poets of the mid-800’s. Her reputation made her one of the six immortals of poetry and within one hundred years after her death she became a legend.

            She is a symbol of all of the beautiful women in Japan. She was the only female referred to in preface of Kokinshu, which describes her style as “…containing naivety in old style but also delicacy” (Ono no Komachi Internet).

            Komachi always enjoyed the attention of the suitors. There are many things that Komachi had done in her life time. Many things that we still don’t know but one thing is for sure, the immortal poetess will live on because, just that, she is an immortal poetess.

            There are many poems that she has written and many of them are Tanka’s. She is famous for them. Although, Komachi is not living, she is very much alive. All writers, non-believers, people who hate poetry, and that is where she stays alive. She sends a message whether it is through love, dreams, or death. Her artistic abilities made her a legend, and an immortal poetess legend.

Hey every one who knows me. I am doing ok but i am moving tomarrow and there i will be in North Carolina.

I am waiting for the next big magikal happenings but right now i am focussing on runes and nothing else because i havent learned about runes yet and so far they seem to be very interesting and i am hopefully going to have my own comp down there to.

I, as usual, am up to something but what is not usaul is that i dont know what. I am going to be sad without brittany, my girlfriend, but you have to do what you have to do.

I am writing more of the story here but i seem to have been having a writers block and i cant seem to get myself focused.

Look into the scary eye of solitude...nevermind i am just being stupid. o heres a poem i wrote at 6:45 this morning

The Title You Wish To Be

Chapter 1

The Recollection

There she lay on the hospital bed with no recollection of what had happened the days before that. The nurse said that she had been under for the past three days and that she was found at the bottom of a hill in a lake. She had looked at her hands and she had seen that she had scars on her chest and all over her hands. She layed her head back down on the pillow and started to think to herself.

            What happened to me? I don’t remember a thing? Where is my mother and where is my husband?

            She had a flash and she saw that her family had been murdered and her husband had been taken from her. The faces of the men that killed her family and taken her husband was deformed. It changed back and it looked like a different person. But this man was killing the others and helping me. They came up behind him and knocked him out cold. They had taken him.

            “Nurse…NURSE… Nurse, did a man come to this hospital to? I think his name is Travis.”

            “I am sorry Ciera but I cant give you that information. Its not allowed-” the nurse was interrupted by Ciera.

            “Just tell me dammit!” Ciera screamed at the nurse.

            “Yes, he is in room 511 but you cant leave this room,” the nurse said as Ciera started to walk to the door.

            She felt along the side of her neck two holes with blood starting to gush out of them. She had seen that happen in movies when vampires are subjected to light. They start to burn up but she was having blood come out. She could only figure that she had not fully turned yet. But then she thought again that, that was just a movie and that nothing like that could happened. It was too farfetched. She was running down the hall looking for room 511 with this mystery man in it.

            She finally made it and what she found was a man getting dressed and was getting ready to leave. She was nervous and was about to turn around and he saw her out the side of his eye.

            It happened so fast she had no idea what was going on. He had slammed the door shut and closed the blinds. Surprisingly she did not scream. He sat her on the bed and he bent her neck over. He realized that she had not turned yet. He thought to himself ‘People who have been bitten by a Vampires usually die after 24hrs of being bitten because their bodies can’t substain the virus. She has lasted 3 days without dieing. The elemetals are here. But it was said that the blood elemental was destroyed thousands of years ago. Someone has resurrected him and now I need to destroy him once and for all. The Vampires of this age will parish.’

            “What were you bitten by? WHAT WERE YOU BITTEN BY?” he said as he started to shake her. They stared at each other while Ciera was trying to find the answer.

            “I don’t know what it was. It had a deformed face. Not to be rude but… are you a Vampire?” she asked childish so she could look cute. The other reason was because she was confused.

            “No I am not I was resurrected by friends that turned me around, and if I am correct the Blood Covenant has brought the Blood Elemental back from the dead. The reason being is that the vampires are in search for more blood because they can’t substain on one human being. Now the people who killed your family and taken your husband were demons who are in league with the Vampires that are resurrecting the Blood Elemental. Now the only way you have sustained your body and have not died was the Elemental drinking half of your blood. Which means that you husband is dead because the Elemental drinks a lot. You are now a vampire and you now have to be careful if you don’t want to turn fully,” he explained everything to her about the elementals, the vampires, the demons and everything else in the world.

            She didn’t believe a single word this man was saying and just then she remembered she did not know this mans name. “Who the hell are you and what the hell is going on? You have to be joking because Vampires, Demons, Withes, Warlocks only exist in movies and stuff,” she yelled jumping up and getting in his face and hoping that he does not give her some bullshit of an answer.

            “My name is Vincent Valentine and I am here to protect you and I am hopping that you can help me and my friends save the world from extinction of all human inhabitants,” the man who calls himself Vincent. She is not really sure that she can trust this man but then she had another flash. The flash was the world crumbling around her and her husband’s ashes flying away with the wind. Once the flash had ended she found herself on the floor. She got up for a second and realized that in order to save her husband was to help him. She was starting to walk to the door and then passed out.

            She was walking down a passageway and yelling her husbands name out. She saw him pop out from behind the wall up ahead. She started to run to him but then started to slow down when she saw his face. It was deformed like the men who attacked her. She realized that she couldn’t live with him anymore and that she must end his life.

            She awoke in her hospital bed and then she looked over and saw that Vincent was sitting there waiting for her to awake from her sleep. “You were right! He has gone to the other side. I have to end his suffering. I will help you and your friends,” she said in voice as though she was going to cry.

            “Thank you Ciera. You will be a valuable member on our team. Are you ready to leave?” Vincent said empathetically as she nodded her head signaling that she was ready to risk her life for everyone else. As Vincent grabbed her hand she looked up at him and looking for the first time into his eyes. He had purplish coloured eyes. He had long black hair and now that he was fully dressed she looked at his hands. One of them was like metal, like he had already lost his arm. His clothes were black and he was wearing a red trench coat and a red sash across his forehead. She looked at his bulging side and noticed that there was a gun. Before she could ask what it was for she room went dark, the bed disappeared from underneath her and she felt light as a feather. Still staring into those purple eyes the room had come back to color but it wasn’t the hospital.

            She finally realized that she was not in her hometown anymore. Vincent layed her down on the bed but, instead of laying down she stood up and looked around. She could not believe her eyes. She thought to herself ‘Where the hell am I and why are all these people staring at me for? What the fuck...’ as she thought that her question was answered as to what that thing was.

            “This is Red XIII…and he is the son of the hero of the world of the fire breed dogs, Red XII. Red XIII is also known as Ice, considering the fact that he is ice and not fire. Every other generation is ice and same for the fire. This is Aries and she is one of the summoner of this fight to save the world. She is the main key to destroying the Blood Covenant as you are the key to killing the Blood Elemental,” said Vincent with a wide grin on his face as he looked at Ciera because he could see that she was a little scared, or another words really freaked out.

            “Nice to meet you Ciera, it is my pleasure. I am truly sorry about your husband,” Aries said with a tone of sympathy in her voice.

            “Thank you very much. I appreciate the kind things you have said,” then Ciera realized that only one person had actually talk to her. Looking embarrassed she turned away.

            “The recollection is what is most important here right now. What we need is for her to tell us what is actually going on. She has something inside her head that she needs to remember,” said a man she did not know yet. “In case you didn’t know my name is Barrett and I don’t take any bull shit because I know when anyone is lieing,” Barrett said in a pissed off attitude towards her.

            “Give her a brake. She has just found out that her family has been killed and that her husband, that she must kill herself, is now marked for death as we speak,” spoken in a calm voice and he walked around into the light. She thought that she had fallen in love all over again. The man she had married looked exactly like her husband but he was a little bit more paler. He had blonde hair and bright emerald blue eyes that had glowed on his face. She thought that she was ready to jump on him and kiss him.

            She was pulled away, though she didn’t know why, and then she finally realized that she was kissing the man that she did not even know. Her cheeks turning bright red and then said “I am so sorry and I…I…I,” but she couldn’t finish her sentence.

            “It is okay I liked it,” said this mysterios man.

            “Ahhh shit…he is doing it again Ice, cant you make him nock it off,” said Barrett.

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