First of all, I sincerely apologize if I have copied anyone else's story with this,
Second, I hope the rating is fine,
And third, this drabble thingy does contain spoilers, so don't read if you haven't at least seen the last few episodes.
Disclaimer: The Silver Kitty does not own Wolf's Rain of its characters in any way, shape, or form.
That said, please read on.
If Only…
Your eyes…Cher…your eyes…they're broken.
You say you can still hear me, and as I look into your eyes, your glorious blue eyes, I can't help but think that they look…different.
Before…all of this. Before The Book of the Moon, before the wolves, before even Cheza…
Do you remember?
When we were married…I remember how happy we were together.
How we lost it when Cheza entered the picture…
And how I gave it all to be able to find you again.
Remember when we were captured…when the leather strands bound our hands and legs, and I was trying to free you?
I promised you so many things. And I can't help but think that one of those things was protection. And happiness. And love.
Now, even now, when I'm holding you and I have nothing, nothing left but you, I promise you many things once again.
We would have a house. I know we would. I would search forever for a perfect house, with a garden.
And there would be children.
I said before that a girl would be nice.
One that would get you eyes.
A white bird. We would get a bird. Again.
Even as I say all of these things, Cher, you fade. Don't go, Cher, please.
I came…all of this way…for you, Cher.
Don't leave me now.
But you smile, and you fade anyway, and your eyes close almost completely.
Oh Cher
This frozen land is no proper place to bury you, and so I set you into water…where you slowly drift to the bottom.
Your hair is unbound, and it floats by you like sunshine. You always did like to wear your hair up when you were working. It was seldom down, like it is now.
And your lab clothes. What you would wear all the time when you became absorbed in your work.
I want to snatch you back. I can't bear to surrender you to the cold depth of these waters…
But you're already gone…
I wish you could come back, even though there would not be a lot to return to.
I could find a way to make it work…
…
I have to move on now. It's so hard, but I know that I will be joining you soon.
Oh Cher…Why did you leave me again?
If only I could find a way to have you back with me now.
If only…
So, how was it?