....DeAr DiaRy....
April 2006.



I've been feeling rather lonely.


NEWS FROM PAIGE: i put up her old page layout. i still kinda like it and this way her page doesn't look so ugly...i think i'm just gonna keep it this way P:





Name: Zentala
Alias: Zen
Age: 26946 hours, 6 [canine years]
Species: Lupe
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Kosov
Birthdate: October 8






haha i need to re-write this.










refrence for adoptables:

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adopties for you!

RULES: blah blah blah don't steal 'em you should know this by now.
do not ask me to make an adoptable of your lupe if the design is overly complicated. thanks.

requests: closed
trades: closed




to do:




customs for others





































my customs
zomg kno way adopt.molten_copper










Whenever I meet another lupe, the first thing I do is look into thier eyes. Eyes can tell alot about a personality, but that's not why I do it.


When I look into thier pupils, a sort of vision reveals itself to me, showing the fate of the lupe. It is a strange power I posses...the first thing I see in anyone is how they will die. Sometimes it saddens me greatly, especially if they die young, or horribly. Often I cannot keep the company of another for long, due to the fact that I know a friendship cannot exsist if they will pass on in a short time.

And this explains my eyes, for as you can see they are pure white, no pupil or iris...because I have no fate to see.

Sometimes...sometimes the clever ones notice my power, and they ask me. They pester me again and again, thinking it will be wonderful to know.


...but I never tell.





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It's only a vague memory, but when I was killed, I was hurtled through space, or maybe even time itself. There was darkness, pure black. I couldn't see or smell or speak. I was truly blind. But i could feel something solid beneath my paws. I took a cautious step forward, and suddenly a light appeared, though it was a far distance away.
So I walked. I don't know for how long, for time seemed to be non-existent. But the light grew larger, and as I finally reached it...I saw it was a huge divine flame, burning for eternity. The flames were a strange color, white and orange and yellow. At the base of the fire, there was a dark void, and I could see stars peering through. It was the beyond world. And I got scared. They would never accept me there, after what I had done. So I turned around and went back on the path from which I had come. I ran back, and the last thing I remember was the light growing fainter behind me, and voices crying, crying like I had disappointed them in some way.
All of a sudden, I was back in Neopia. I could hear and smell and see again....but I was different. When I touched things, my paws went through them. I was a spirit,. a mere memory of my former self. And my pelt changed color, what was a rich brown was now faded blue and grey. I'm not sure, but i believe that this might be how all ghosts come about.

So here I am now, dommed to walk Neopia forever. Maybe...maybe someday I will get a chance to get out of here, but one never knows...





I had a love once, when i was alive.






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