Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Happy birthday to boxapples.
2nd Kalafina album cover
Title: Red Moon
Release Date: March 17, 2010
Regular Edition: SECL-854 (CD)
Limited edition: SECL-852 ~ 3 (CD + DVD)
Number of Tracks: 13
Tracklist
- red moon
- Hikari no Senritsu
- TETOTETOMETOME
- fantasia
- Haru wa Oogon no Yume no Naka
- Kyrie
- Yami no Uta
- Hoshi no Utai
- storia
- intermezzo
- progressive
- Lacrimosa
- I have a dream
Okay, so I honestly don't care whether I get the limited edition DVD or not... so long as I get my hands on this album. One day. If it even gets shipped to Singapore, that is. Red Moon is one epic song. If there are any secular singers I totally admire, it's Kalafina and Kajiura Yuki. They're awesome singers. Just wish they'd actually perform here, in the little red dot - but I imagine the fanbase is way too small to support a live performance.
Sad, isn't it?
And yes, I changed blog again...
I was digging around blogskins.com for a suitable layout. Eventually I scrapped the search and re-used one of the old skins I managed to salvage (God knows where the others went, I can't find them for the life of me), so yay for borrowing Wicked Lovely's cover and doing a bit of photoshop on it!
And now that my laptop's finally discharged from hospital, I can start working on my fanfictions again. For fun, I'll extract something and plonk it here.
The king put down his fork, having apparently lost his appetite. “You know… ten years ago, when we were still traveling, trying to beat the Blight… I found a beautiful flower in Lothering. It was a rose.” Alistair’s eyes misted slightly, and Zevran found himself studying the plain, white tablecloth intently. “It was… the sole, beautiful thing in all that chaos and darkness. I couldn’t bear the thought of this lovely rose perishing when the Blight came to swallow Lothering, so I plucked it.”... But I hate endings (and beginnings)! I feel sad to end it. But all good things come to an end, no? Maybe I'll work on an Oblivion fic next. Heh.
Where is this heading? He didn’t want to bring up old memories. Not now. Though it had been a decade, the memories were still fresh in his mind, as if they had happened just yesterday.
“Zevran, did you know? I’d wanted to give this rose to… her, in a way of expressing that I did love her… but then I saw you, with her, that day after the Landsmeet. And I realized I’d lost… because she loved you. She truly loved you.”
Hot tears pricked his eyes.
“I threw the flower away that night.” Alistair smiled quietly. “But I know she made the right choice. She chose her happiness, as she deserves.”
Zevran looked at him. “And now?”
“I love her still. But her place is with you. And you lived the past ten years for her.”
“I am. Still.”Alistair nodded, accepting the correction more gracefully than Zevran expected. The king rose, coming to his side. The Antivan Crow looked at him. Alistair was much more somber than he was before, and there was a strange lifelessness in his mannerisms, as if he was moving solely for the sake of moving. “You are acting strangely, Alistair. Have you changed so much in ten years?”