Tempest Rose: This is my first Chrno Crusade fic. I don't own the series because if I did, Chrono and Rosette would have lived happily ever after and died peacefully in their sleep surrounded by many fat grandchildren.
Chrono: I would have liked that very much.
Li: This poem is kinda depressing, it's set after Rosette asks for her time back.
Ferio and Bojangles: Reviews are like money to college students, so donate generously!
If I die before I wake
Forgive my voice if it should shake.
I may die before I wake
You hide the proof of your heartbreak.
Please don't die before I wake,
Choking out as my hands shake.
Tears are falling faster
Like liquid alabaster.
God, almighty master,
In sculptures made of plaster.
Your eyes are set,
My cheeks are wet,
This is what I get
For loving you Rosette.
Will I return to Hell?
Or remain an empty shell?
Do I hear a bell?
Do I don't I tell?
Will you say my name?
It will never sound the same.
I hate this age old game
Dark Death plays for his fame.
How is it that we got here?
So far and yet so near
Your eyes once held such cheer,
Now they fill my soul with fear.
I feel like a beginner,
My faith keeps getting thinner.
Aion's game will have no winner,
But I will always be your sinner.
Rosette did you know,
No matter where we go,
I will be your sinner, so
I think you ought to know
I love you- from Chrono.