Silver Snow Falls
Silver snow falls,
onto a red forest lit
by a pale, burning moon.
Autumn fades
within a flash of cold,
and steely silence reigns.
A demon fights,
watching undergrowth wrap
around his unaware child.
No longer in fear,
he retires
waiting out the next fight
to emerge from undying forest floor.
Author's Note: I do not own Durarara! or it's characters. And now that it is officially winter, I celebrate with vague ramblings and a poem about Ikebukuro's one and only Red Demon. Because I like Akabayashi and think that he would be a great adoptive dad for Anri, provided people stop trying to kill him every other weak. But anyways, winter is here and thanks to anyone who cared to read this little poem.
Best wishes,
- Gray Carolean