[Kiyeri's Scrapbook] Under The Ivy

[Kiyeri]

It wouldn't take me long To tell you how to find it To tell you where we'll meet This little girl inside me Is retreating to her favourite place Go into the garden, go under the ivy Under the leaves, away from the party Go right to the rose Go right to the white rose I sit here in the thunder The green on the gray I feel it all around me And it's not easy for me To give away a secret It's not safe To go into the garden, go under the ivy Under the leaves, away from the party Go right to the rose Go right to the white rose Go into the garden, go under the ivy Go under the leaves with me Go right to the rose Go right to the white rose I'll be waiting for you It wouldn't take me long To tell you how to find it

[Kiyeri]

O mother dear Look what you've done To your forlorn and once beloved son Why was I born at all? O mother dear I'm such a freak A mutant man, a woman underneath Why was I born at all? It's you I blame for all the shame This anguish and this aching The mirror turned against the wall Myself despised, forsaken You say, "Beauty is within us, your mother knows" "There's a beauty that's within us, just like a rose" You say, "Beauty is within us, so let it grow" But it's grown so dark and ugly O mother dear I curse you so For breathing life into your wretched son Why were you born at all? O mother dear I love you so O please forgive this anger in my soul Without you I'm alone It's me who's been eternally damned Trapped inside this cage, a ruined man All damaged and depraved O mother dear This misery Has settled like a stain upon my skin -a vast unspoken sin And my mistake is much too late But your mistake was trusting That out of grief, a goodness comes And love comes out of lusting You say, "Beauty is within us, your mother knows" "There's a beauty that's within us, just like a rose" You say, "Beauty is within us, so let it grow" But it's grown so dark and ugly You say, "Beauty is within us, your mother knows" "There's a beauty that's within us, just like a rose" You say, "Beauty is within us, so let it grow" But it's grown so dark I can not see you anymore "O beauty is within us, mother knows" "O beauty is within us, like a rose" "O beauty is within us, let it grow" O mother dear, let me out of here!

[Kiyeri]

Talking, what's it good for?
Absolutely nothing.
Wrestle, let's wrestle.
You can pin me to anything.

Thought I saw you in the seaweed.
Thought I saw you in a forest flame.
I'll fill up the silence with the sound of your holy name.

Knowledge of the sea-ways, knowledge of how the water flows.
Whoever coined the phrase has never had to brave the snow.
I climbed the shroud to the top-sail and I peeked through the glass.
The curvature bisected by the wintry mizzen mast.

The scar upon my stomach, I call it my Flying V.
And every time I show it, I can feel your eyes on me.
How many islands will surrender to the blunderbuss?
And, how long must we sail before you show your face to us?

Followed him out to the end of the pier.
"Don't come any closer," he cried, "I am afraid
Of the man I'll become if I lay my
Life down for a people that I don't even care for."
Face to his face, I put my
Hand into his and I tried to tell him, "No,
I've seen his work upon the panes of cathedrals,
In the sweat of the workers and the flight of the seagulls."

My words were drowned out by the sound
Of the motors and rowers, the ship as it ran aground
And from the trees came a thousand soldiers.
I went down on my knees with a spear in my shoulder.
About face, about face, I swam back
To the Victoria. I shiver with the
Memory, memory of the island dwellers
And the indifferences of the Storyteller.

[Kiyeri]

So, this is Kiyeri's scrapbook. I'm going to use it as a dumping ground for music and images and maybe some snippets of her growing up. Obligatory slideshow, starting....now. Kiyeri as a tyke... Secret : All drawings by me unless otherwise stated. Secret : Secret :

[Kiyeri]

i live between concrete walls when i took her up she was so warm i live between concrete walls in my arms she was so warm eyes are open the mouth cries haven't slept since summer eyes are open the mouth cries haven't slept since summer i live between concrete walls when i took her up she was so warm i live between concrete walls in my arms she was so warm oh how i try i leave the tv on and the radio oh how i try i leave the tv on and the radio i live between concrete walls when i took her up she was so warm i live between concrete walls in my arms she was so warm

[Kiyeri]

The looking glass, so shiny and new How quickly the glamour fades I start spinning, slipping out of time Was that the wrong pill to take? (Raise it up) You made a deal, and now it seems you have to offer up But will it ever be enough? (Raise it up, raise it up) It's not enough (Raise it up, raise it up) Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl Frozen in the headlights It seems I've made the final sacrifice We raise it up, this offering We raise it up This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight I look around, but I can't find you (raise it up) If only I could see your face (raise it up) Instead of rushing towards the skyline (raise it up) I wish that I could just be brave I must become a lion hearted girl Ready for a fight Before I make the final sacrifice We raise it up, this offering We raise it up This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight Raise it up, raise it up Raise it up, raise it up And in the spring I shed my skin And it blows away with the changing wind The waters turn from blue to red As towards the sky I offer it This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight This is a gift

[Kiyeri]

And now, it's time for...

WHY DID YOU PETCHING MAKE THIS CHARACTER?

Ah yes...why did I decide to make a wimpy, cowardly excuse of a Myrian like her in the first place?

Simple. It's more fun that way.

Sure, she could be just as bloodthirsty as the next Myrian, but hey, it can get old. Plus,there had to be that one Jane or John Doe that just...didn't quite fit in, but wanted to, but they were still too much of a pussy at times. Hence, I made Kiyeri. She's scrappy, she's boastful, she's extremely nervous (yet excited) at the idea of being a warrior...but she has no clue at doing it. Her mother despised her. She was the youngest kid and the only people that cared about her were her dad and grandma...and maybe her sisters and her fair-weathered friends.

I wanted to make, by all intents and purposes, 'a loser'. I wanted to create someone who was so used to being at the back of the line that they couldn't tell the back from the front.

I guess what I'm trying to say is...I make complicated PCs.

[Kiyeri]

Miri Name: Miri of the Scarskin Clan Age: Nineteen Occupation: Priestess of Myri As children, she and Kiyeri formed a bond, and along with Sela and her brothers, Ma'ka and Tsu'lek, became a circle of friends. During their adolescence, they grew less close, and their friendship was that of the fair weathered variety. Eventually, Kiyeri's personality and over excitement caused them all to be alienated from her in certain degrees. Miri has recently become engaged to Ma'ka, Kiyeri's childhood rival and 'crush'.

[Kiyeri]

Sela Secret : Name: Sela of the Tiger Claw clan Age: Twenty-One Occupation: Warrior Although slightly older than Kiyeri, Sela was a surrogate sibling to her and formed a friendship that included her two younger brothers and a girl named Miri. She was a bit rougher and more dedicated to the life of a warrior than Kiyeri was and took her training far more seriously. As teens, she grew tired of Kiyeri laziness, and tried to chide her out of it, but eventually the friendship grew cold and officially broke at the announcement of her exile status. Sela is now a parent and married to another woman.

[Kiyeri]

Interlude.



I did this in...30 minutes?