[A/N: Here's kind of a dark insight on Lucrecia's thoughts after Hojo ravaged her. It's not long, so please take a couple minutes to read it and gimme a little insight on what you think. ^.^ Critics are always welcome. ^.^ v ]
|[-- Lucrecia --]|
The darkness.
It is all that has acknowledged my enigmatic existence, ever since that day. It has embraced me, it's velvety shade enveloping my physical form. It contorts and entwines in my blood, flows through my hair, and ravels it's arrogant grasp on my mind, betraying my wishes for silent oblivion, displaying every private memory before my hungry eyes like an open spectacle for all to see.
Yet there is no one, only the darkness.
Moreover, how could I display my wretched soul to the world? I, who had sold my soul to the earth bound demon that stole my ambience, my virtue, and above all, my heart?
That demon, who I trusted in all purity, and committed my very life to, as well as my first and only son. He had stolen all that was righteous within my soul, and turned my child into an assassin of the masses. He has inserted alien blood and twisted my DNA; I, the subservient patient to His treacherous words of counterfeit promises, and He, the stone hearted creature that merely wanted to create the perfect child, despite the mutilated pain it would cause.
It is my fault for belaying my heart and body so easily to His clutches. But it is also long since passed. I wonder; laying here in the complacent darkness of my cave, while my body continues to writhe and change to His wicked experiment, where are they all now?
Hojo.. The murdering, earth-descended incubus. I can't help but wonder if his presence is still trudging around on the desolated planet, and what tragedies he has no doubtfully wrought to the poor, wretched souls.
And my son, Sephiroth. I feel his presence, his life force. I could always feel it. The bond we share is none too normal; I have lived and felt his aura grow stronger every day, and I knew he was being used for the evils of the corrupted society. I can feel his murderous spirit. It is full of rage and vengeance; I wonder if he will ever know the truth of his past. Of... me.
And Vincent, dear Vincent. He was always by my side, not by vow of Turk, but because of his own free will of choice. He truly had a heart fit for the brilliance of the night dwelling stars. His love was true, and kind. Yet in vain, I declined his vow for eternity. I saw in his eyes at that moment, the brilliance instantly flickered away, and never seemed to return. I wonder if He, the demon, bestowed the same sentence upon Vincent as he did upon my tortured body. No, He would have only done worse. His jealousy was as black as his heart.
My poor Vincent, I could never face you wholeheartedly again. I'd be too ashamed, to impure. I don't deserve a love like yours; My heart has been entwined with my sins of yesterday. I hope you have forgotten me. I hope you have moved on with your life, and most of all, I hope He never got to you. If you ever find me, here in my ethereal dusk of eternity.. I will only ask what I need to know.. And then I will have to turn you away from me, forever.
For I cannot bare to look into your dark, starless eyes, knowing that I am the one who broke your heart, and caused you such despair.
It is sad to say, that after all this obligatory, thought consuming despair, I have finally realized that I love you.
But only the darkness will ever know.
|[-- Lucrecia --]|
The darkness.
It is all that has acknowledged my enigmatic existence, ever since that day. It has embraced me, it's velvety shade enveloping my physical form. It contorts and entwines in my blood, flows through my hair, and ravels it's arrogant grasp on my mind, betraying my wishes for silent oblivion, displaying every private memory before my hungry eyes like an open spectacle for all to see.
Yet there is no one, only the darkness.
Moreover, how could I display my wretched soul to the world? I, who had sold my soul to the earth bound demon that stole my ambience, my virtue, and above all, my heart?
That demon, who I trusted in all purity, and committed my very life to, as well as my first and only son. He had stolen all that was righteous within my soul, and turned my child into an assassin of the masses. He has inserted alien blood and twisted my DNA; I, the subservient patient to His treacherous words of counterfeit promises, and He, the stone hearted creature that merely wanted to create the perfect child, despite the mutilated pain it would cause.
It is my fault for belaying my heart and body so easily to His clutches. But it is also long since passed. I wonder; laying here in the complacent darkness of my cave, while my body continues to writhe and change to His wicked experiment, where are they all now?
Hojo.. The murdering, earth-descended incubus. I can't help but wonder if his presence is still trudging around on the desolated planet, and what tragedies he has no doubtfully wrought to the poor, wretched souls.
And my son, Sephiroth. I feel his presence, his life force. I could always feel it. The bond we share is none too normal; I have lived and felt his aura grow stronger every day, and I knew he was being used for the evils of the corrupted society. I can feel his murderous spirit. It is full of rage and vengeance; I wonder if he will ever know the truth of his past. Of... me.
And Vincent, dear Vincent. He was always by my side, not by vow of Turk, but because of his own free will of choice. He truly had a heart fit for the brilliance of the night dwelling stars. His love was true, and kind. Yet in vain, I declined his vow for eternity. I saw in his eyes at that moment, the brilliance instantly flickered away, and never seemed to return. I wonder if He, the demon, bestowed the same sentence upon Vincent as he did upon my tortured body. No, He would have only done worse. His jealousy was as black as his heart.
My poor Vincent, I could never face you wholeheartedly again. I'd be too ashamed, to impure. I don't deserve a love like yours; My heart has been entwined with my sins of yesterday. I hope you have forgotten me. I hope you have moved on with your life, and most of all, I hope He never got to you. If you ever find me, here in my ethereal dusk of eternity.. I will only ask what I need to know.. And then I will have to turn you away from me, forever.
For I cannot bare to look into your dark, starless eyes, knowing that I am the one who broke your heart, and caused you such despair.
It is sad to say, that after all this obligatory, thought consuming despair, I have finally realized that I love you.
But only the darkness will ever know.