Lonely Thoughts
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no fighting?
No hate?
No evil?
No magic?
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no sorrow?
No pain?
No death?
No tears?
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no Rezo?
No copy?
No destruction?
No heartbreak?
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no Sairaag?
No shrine maiden?
No Blessed Blade?
No Flagoon?
I wonder.why these things have come to pass.
Rezo is dead.
Father is dead.
My city is dead.
And I?
I'm not sure.
Am I dead too?
My body still lives.
Yet my soul.
Is empty.
I saved Lina.
She saved the world.
But not my city.
I love Gourry dear.
He loves my cooking.
But what about me?
Does he love me too?
Zelgadis.
Amelia.
Martina.
Xellos.
Gourry.
Lina.
All such good friends to me.
And me?
I am Sylphiel nels Rada.
A girl who lost her home.
Her friends.
Her family.
Her hope.
Why was it them? Why not me? Perhaps I would have been better off dead, too.
There is no reason to live.
I cannot laugh.
I cannot smile.
I cannot hope.
And yet. I must.
What use is it if I choose to be cold and unfeeling? That is a fate even worse than death.
So I live.
And so I mourn.
But I smile upon the world.
For what, you ask?
For my new friends.
For a brighter future.
For each waking day.
And so, even as I curse my own existence.
I embrace it.
It will help me help others.
And give them new hope.
Hope for a new beginning.
Hope of accepting the past.
Hope for a better future.
Hope to see happiness again.
Life and death is an endless cycle.
You cannot escape its grasp.
Some are born.
While others die.
Some will embrace the light.
Some will fall to darkness.
I have accepted that, though the pain is still there.
But it will leave in time.
Won't it?
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no fighting?
No hate?
No evil?
No magic?
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no sorrow?
No pain?
No death?
No tears?
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no Rezo?
No copy?
No destruction?
No heartbreak?
I wonder.what would the world be like if there was no Sairaag?
No shrine maiden?
No Blessed Blade?
No Flagoon?
I wonder.why these things have come to pass.
Rezo is dead.
Father is dead.
My city is dead.
And I?
I'm not sure.
Am I dead too?
My body still lives.
Yet my soul.
Is empty.
I saved Lina.
She saved the world.
But not my city.
I love Gourry dear.
He loves my cooking.
But what about me?
Does he love me too?
Zelgadis.
Amelia.
Martina.
Xellos.
Gourry.
Lina.
All such good friends to me.
And me?
I am Sylphiel nels Rada.
A girl who lost her home.
Her friends.
Her family.
Her hope.
Why was it them? Why not me? Perhaps I would have been better off dead, too.
There is no reason to live.
I cannot laugh.
I cannot smile.
I cannot hope.
And yet. I must.
What use is it if I choose to be cold and unfeeling? That is a fate even worse than death.
So I live.
And so I mourn.
But I smile upon the world.
For what, you ask?
For my new friends.
For a brighter future.
For each waking day.
And so, even as I curse my own existence.
I embrace it.
It will help me help others.
And give them new hope.
Hope for a new beginning.
Hope of accepting the past.
Hope for a better future.
Hope to see happiness again.
Life and death is an endless cycle.
You cannot escape its grasp.
Some are born.
While others die.
Some will embrace the light.
Some will fall to darkness.
I have accepted that, though the pain is still there.
But it will leave in time.
Won't it?