Based on Swan by Ariyoshi Kyoko, spoilers for volumes 12 and 13. A quick character-ish sketch for a manga I love.
Hints of Lucian/Eddie, Lucian/Masumi, and Leonhardt/Masumi.
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[ a world distorted ]
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Lucian's taken to looking at the world from the bottom of a bottle and the view is as small and distorted as his own soul. He isn't quite sure what brought him here, to this low, dark place.
Not even dancing can save him now. No, not now. Not anymore. Not ever.
Ballet is no longer the solution---it's part of the problem. And it's all he has, really.
( Leon can see that something's wrong, can almost taste the niggling feeling at the tip of his tongue. He's changed, he said, but he doesn't know how much. No one does.)
Luci feels a kinship with the woman Leon brought back from Japan, thinks maybe she wouldn't push him away if he told her the truth. About how his eyes always seem to follow Eddie's no matter how hard he tried not to, or that sometimes he'll drink until his throat is raw from throwing up.
He offers kind words instead. Soft smiles and encouragement, and little Masumi smiles. She smiles, dries her tears and goes on to become great (someday).
And for Lucian, the world stays narrowed down to the next shot, the next pas.
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I want to die when I'm on stage---when I'm still young and beautiful.
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ahn~ Happy New Years, everyone! I hope to write some more fanfiction based on this series, but this will have to wait until I re-read it.
