A/N: I keel you with confusion! how evil of me. yes, it's very, very loosely based off of alice in wonderland. my profile explains things if you want to stop by.
I'm Still Here
A young man, draped in eclipse colorer black , stood, impasse.
Black suited him, an obscured and anguished color. He had always felt it to be the color of the cast away, the exiled. The untouchable.
The young man would find himself snickering, almost, from time to time, a gift bestowed to him ever since he heard her musical laughter. Laughing at the world and it's treatment to those like them. She would say things in her lyrical tone like the reasons for being why they were there, and then she would laugh and say not to take her seriously.
What a façade.
She was always serious…that incessantly laughing girl.
She longed to give purpose to a purposeless life, to play the hero… Much like how he tried. But people like them could never be true heroes. How could an outsider save? Rescue? When they themselves could not be redeemed? Or maybe that was exactly why he strove to remain the hero he had once been. Presumably, he believed should he be the savior again he would receive redemption. The young man had once been a victim, then a hero, and now a pariah.
His legend was the most tragic of the heroes.
Perhaps it was so tragic because the dream that he had been denied for so long, the one that he had fought so valiantly and obsessively for, had finally been given to him only to be ripped away all too soon. And everything that he had done, everyone that he had gained on his side, everything that he had overcome, all went to waste.
All those wasted times, all wasted fights, all those wasted years, months, days, minutes, seconds.
All those wasted smiles, tears, laughs, grins.
All those wasted efforts, all those wasted feelings, loyalty, pride, empathy...
love.
since it's christmas and all, i want reviews! with wrapping paper!
oh?
it's not christmas? i thought it was.
oh...it's almost summer. well i was a bit off.
thank you for reading!