Author's notes: Hi! (waves) This is my first fic ever, so it's decidedly
crap but… I decided to give it a shot…(sob) I'm not terribly acquainted
with Shoujo Kakumei Utena, I've only seen eps 38 and 39, and read the
scripts of all the other ones but still…I love Anthy! She's cool, so I
wanted to peek into her thoughts for a while… Please, tell me if I'm
totally out of character (
Disclaimer: All rights (sigh) belong to affiliated companies…I'm only borrowing for a while, honest!
The Cry of a Rose
In eons past, pain has sustained my existence.
Nothingness, a hole at the ends of the world, I am.
I prepare, each day, receiving the cries of infinite souls, penetrating the abyss inside. An empty shell, a dark void, multitudes of different voices calling out in anger, rage, fear, sadness. Swords, piercing unfelt through my skin.
I contain it all, breathing in their essence, allowing for sustenance, allowing for the fullfillment of my duty.
Indistinct masses.
Darkness everlasting.
Their message, only, identifies them.
Hatred.
...
Dios.
My prince.
The only one.
Calling out his name, in a distorted reality, in a world that is not my own.
I love him, yet...
Another is trying to fill his space in my heart.
I shall not allow those vulnerable in his clutches to continue this quest.
Yet...
I live, exist in his domain.
A vital machine in his workings, his plan.
...
She calls you her prince, her ojii-sama.
Why?
What is it that fullfills her so, that longing, that dream of long ago?
Is it you alone? Brother?...
Yes...
Your touch is the cause.
Tears.
Crystal clear, devoid of feeling, devoid of truth. Clear of the pain that is not my own, but belongs to the standing rose beside the prince.
They betray me.
These poundings of my heart, this distinct shake of my soul...
I cannot fathom them.
What is it?
It is not meant to be like this. I am the one who has chosen this road.
That is my duty.
Knowing the whole of him, his ways, his thoughts, his sufferings, I love him.
I cannot live unless I sustain this, I cannot be she who takes the pains of the world, if that one is there to fight in my honour.
Lifeless in this world, a trophy as such for them, I hold this infinite pain beside humanity.
For her, though, a friend, a confidant.
Filled with strength she pursues my prince, in the hopes of fulfilling her desire. She protects me, oblivious to my true self...
At times I wish to be revealed in her light.
But that goes against his wishes.
I keep the truth from her. I keep reality masked with her.
I am a fool to believe she would understand...
I know...I am a dirty person. A despicable being who coldly envelops their object, as a snake coiling their prey.
Innocence characterises her being, her existence.
What is mine?
A rose.
Withering in his hands, sustaining me in a state of pause, never dying, yet never living.
That is my trait.
And as such, I exist.
No more.
No less.
AN: So, how was it? Since I'm a really sad person, any reviews will really brighten up my day (even if they're bad…() Arigatou!
Disclaimer: All rights (sigh) belong to affiliated companies…I'm only borrowing for a while, honest!
The Cry of a Rose
In eons past, pain has sustained my existence.
Nothingness, a hole at the ends of the world, I am.
I prepare, each day, receiving the cries of infinite souls, penetrating the abyss inside. An empty shell, a dark void, multitudes of different voices calling out in anger, rage, fear, sadness. Swords, piercing unfelt through my skin.
I contain it all, breathing in their essence, allowing for sustenance, allowing for the fullfillment of my duty.
Indistinct masses.
Darkness everlasting.
Their message, only, identifies them.
Hatred.
...
Dios.
My prince.
The only one.
Calling out his name, in a distorted reality, in a world that is not my own.
I love him, yet...
Another is trying to fill his space in my heart.
I shall not allow those vulnerable in his clutches to continue this quest.
Yet...
I live, exist in his domain.
A vital machine in his workings, his plan.
...
She calls you her prince, her ojii-sama.
Why?
What is it that fullfills her so, that longing, that dream of long ago?
Is it you alone? Brother?...
Yes...
Your touch is the cause.
Tears.
Crystal clear, devoid of feeling, devoid of truth. Clear of the pain that is not my own, but belongs to the standing rose beside the prince.
They betray me.
These poundings of my heart, this distinct shake of my soul...
I cannot fathom them.
What is it?
It is not meant to be like this. I am the one who has chosen this road.
That is my duty.
Knowing the whole of him, his ways, his thoughts, his sufferings, I love him.
I cannot live unless I sustain this, I cannot be she who takes the pains of the world, if that one is there to fight in my honour.
Lifeless in this world, a trophy as such for them, I hold this infinite pain beside humanity.
For her, though, a friend, a confidant.
Filled with strength she pursues my prince, in the hopes of fulfilling her desire. She protects me, oblivious to my true self...
At times I wish to be revealed in her light.
But that goes against his wishes.
I keep the truth from her. I keep reality masked with her.
I am a fool to believe she would understand...
I know...I am a dirty person. A despicable being who coldly envelops their object, as a snake coiling their prey.
Innocence characterises her being, her existence.
What is mine?
A rose.
Withering in his hands, sustaining me in a state of pause, never dying, yet never living.
That is my trait.
And as such, I exist.
No more.
No less.
AN: So, how was it? Since I'm a really sad person, any reviews will really brighten up my day (even if they're bad…() Arigatou!