The Adventures of Haru and Shai

Shai: The Present of The Past
Somehow, I wish I'd gotten to know you better,
Therefore, my voice could be our shelter,
Let's go back to the Isle,
Where it all began,
And allow me to sing for a while, 
Because I honestly don't have a plan.
Our world is so kind,
And I wish I could watch the sunset all day,
But I must keep in mind,
That we all have a price to pay.
For we love this world,
But this world does not love us the same way.

Haru: Set Me Free
I believe,
That one day,
We will soon,
Offer to find,
Darkness,
That will soon bind.

I want to forget the light,
Let's go fly a kite,
An enemy is nearing, 
But that is alright.
Let us shine bright,
Come fly through the night,
The dawn seems so close,
So, I'll love you the most.

Shai: Kindness equals Ego
Sometimes I wonder why we offer hearts to each other,
Candles the same,
As a gift of friendship,
As if it were all just a game.
The friend we call a doctor,
The friend we call a musician,
The friend we call a brother,
Are all the same, aren't they?

I wish I could feel what it's like to give a friend a gift,
Not so I could feel good,
But so they could feel the same way.

Haru: Love, Live, Deprive
Three candles equal a heart,
Yet three candles also equal three friends.
It's like three wholes of a part,
Therefore, how should I make amends?
I know what to do!
I'll make some more candles,
And save some for the others,
None for me,
All for my brothers.

Shai: Isle of Brains
I didn't know where I was,
Neither did I know who I was.
I just knew that I was Shai,
And that there was no time to cry.

I began my journey, searching for anything,
A clue, a mural, something.
When I came across a bright little boy,
I grew and knew as Haru.
He was excited,
And I was nervous,
But we were both curious,
As to what had happened before,
And what will happen to us.

Haru: Isle of Brawn
I woke up in the shade,
Behind a rock that shielded me from the sun,
Where I made my way,
To an open out land.
Of hard, coarse sand,
And flew away,
To figure out what had happened,
For the only thing that I know,
Is my name,
I am Haru.

On the beginning of my adventure,
I saw a bright little girl,
Shai was shy and pure,
With a passion for looking at murals, a quiet (mis)demeanor,
And a terrible sense of adventure.

Shai: The Holy Land
I have no words for the grief I felt for him the moment we woke up in the Wasteland's muddy beach,
The murals on the wall,
Were all scribbles and broken up speech.
The drawings of clouds were sharp, unlike the rest.
If there were anything that could've made it worse,
It was the Krill. 
They were big and loud,
And they attacked a stray manta.
Along with Haru.
I got scared.
What would I do without Haruhi?

Haru: If the Wasteland is My Home, Then I Shall Be a Soldier
"Yeah! I'm a Holy Land kid!"
"We have mantas like these all over the place!"
"Keep away from the rain! You're losing light."
"I've always wanted to have a race in the Valley!"
"Hey, I don't remember having to take a tornado down to the temple..."

I didn't think the spirits had any meaning.
But when I saw my brother and chased him up the bones of the fallen mantas,
I realized that he was a spirit too.

What am I?
If I am not with my family,
Who am I?

Shai: Vault of Voices
After passing through five realms,
I finally reached mine,
It almost overwhelms,
Me how the entrance looked so divine.
I fly and fly up to the highest floor,
To find many ghostly mantas,
Who didn't seem to be made of light,
As they rather reflected the night.
I was unfortunately too captivated,
To think of how the translucent mantas,
Affected our world's lore.