disclaimer: all right go to miss toboso.
dedication: boredom in physics, yarhar.
notes1: ahh, i liked the original idea i had for this, but the sentence structure isn't very good. forgive me.
summary: There are some things that, no matter what, will always be beautiful to Sebastian.
pairing: cielseba.
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Beautiful, beautiful,
the smell of sulfur ripe in the air.
Beautiful, beautiful,
the flames licking up at the sky to swallow everything in it's path.
Beautiful, beautiful,
the smoke billowing up like a fallen angel's feathers.
Beautiful, beautiful,
Sebastian thinks as he stares at Ciel's young, pale face.
Beautiful, beautiful,
he thinks as he smells the rain on Ciel's skin, even through the ashes floating through the sky.
Oh, beautiful, beautiful,
as he tastes the soul he's desired for so long.
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ending notes: if you guys are going "this didn't happen, dumbass," why yes, yes it did. in the anime. while he may not have gotten the soul, i imagine Sebastian at least had a taste before it disappeared…