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Hi there! I hope you enjoy this short ficcy where Pegasus laments for Cynthia and acts like a complete idiot while he's at it.
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Pegasus' silver hair blew gently in the wind as he stood on the topmost tower of his stone fortress. He let out a sigh, looking at the aurous sunset illuminating the caramel sky. Only one thought burned in his mind, the one thought that had been burning in his mind for years and years now. Cynthia. There was no way for her to return, no possible way to hold her in his arms-ever. She was forever lost to him, now only thoughts in his head, or photos in an album. Fighting back his tears, his eyes began to water while hearing the calls of the seagulls overhead.
"These birds cry for me," at last several tears fell from Pegasus' eyes, "For the love I held so dearly to me, my one true love.Cynthia, the bearer of unconditional love. For the pain and suffering I had to go through the last years of my devastating life. And for the agony, the anguish that the innocent named Yugi Motou caused.because of this child and the death of my angel, my heart slowly disintegrated, ripped apart slowly, until hereafter it became crestfallen. However, this pain shall continue no longer. I will lament you no more!" Pegasus' voice had reached a dangerously loud tone, and then reached in his pocket, extracting a plastic butter knife. "With this blade I shall carve the true form of my love for my love-my heart. I do this for you, Cynthia, my beloved angelic archangel!"
Thrusting the knife toward his chest, his let out short scream, then stopped. Looking down upon his shirt, he found not a single drop of blood from the plastic butter knife. "Wha-what is this?" Pegasus gasped, wiping his tear-filled face. "No blood? This must be a sign.? Cynthia is telling me to continue living.to live.for both of us."
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I hope you liked it. Please review if you did (or didn't)!-^___^-
Hi there! I hope you enjoy this short ficcy where Pegasus laments for Cynthia and acts like a complete idiot while he's at it.
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Pegasus' silver hair blew gently in the wind as he stood on the topmost tower of his stone fortress. He let out a sigh, looking at the aurous sunset illuminating the caramel sky. Only one thought burned in his mind, the one thought that had been burning in his mind for years and years now. Cynthia. There was no way for her to return, no possible way to hold her in his arms-ever. She was forever lost to him, now only thoughts in his head, or photos in an album. Fighting back his tears, his eyes began to water while hearing the calls of the seagulls overhead.
"These birds cry for me," at last several tears fell from Pegasus' eyes, "For the love I held so dearly to me, my one true love.Cynthia, the bearer of unconditional love. For the pain and suffering I had to go through the last years of my devastating life. And for the agony, the anguish that the innocent named Yugi Motou caused.because of this child and the death of my angel, my heart slowly disintegrated, ripped apart slowly, until hereafter it became crestfallen. However, this pain shall continue no longer. I will lament you no more!" Pegasus' voice had reached a dangerously loud tone, and then reached in his pocket, extracting a plastic butter knife. "With this blade I shall carve the true form of my love for my love-my heart. I do this for you, Cynthia, my beloved angelic archangel!"
Thrusting the knife toward his chest, his let out short scream, then stopped. Looking down upon his shirt, he found not a single drop of blood from the plastic butter knife. "Wha-what is this?" Pegasus gasped, wiping his tear-filled face. "No blood? This must be a sign.? Cynthia is telling me to continue living.to live.for both of us."
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I hope you liked it. Please review if you did (or didn't)!-^___^-