Have I been here before?

by Writingistherapy

"Ed?" Or is this an illusion caused by my own guilt ridden mind? "Ed, is that you?" One-Shot drabble thing. Read if you want, if you squint it has EdWin.

Whispers and flickers of light play across cracked pavement and people bustle around-

(Have I been here before?)

a market square, merchants shouting and beckoning for customers, wanting to sell as much of their wares as they can. A barrier of noise and chaos accompanied a lone-

(No, this cant be home.)

traveller, head bent and feet only slowly moving he was followed closely by his companion, a red cloak. It just grazed the-

(These streets are so familiar.)

top of the cement, making the already dirt stained garment just a tad bit dirtier. The travellers hair was golden and fair, pulled back into a taught-

(The smells and sights just like how home was.)

ponytail, bangs framed his face that was turned down and hidden. He lifts his head ever so slightly, and yellow eyes filled with knowledge but empty of any-

(Could this be where I began?)

emotion. A slow and steady drizzle of water starts to fall on him and every other person in the square, the chaos-

(Could this be what I was looking for?)

reigns still and the citizens slowly leave but the traveller stands prone. A woman with long blonde hair stops to look at him, and recognition flares in her eyes.

(Am I really home?)

"Ed?"

(Or is this an illusion caused by my own guilt ridden mind?)

"Ed, is that you?"

(Has fortune favored the damned?)

Head turned to face the woman, eyes still dead and emotionless, unnafected by this girls recognition. He stares-

(What have I done to deserve this?)

and then turns away walking down the street, following the stream of people who are exiting, finding shelter.

(Nothing.)

"ED WAIT!"

(I don't deserve this.)

And he disappears into the crowds.

(I don't deserve anything.)

A/N: So, yeah a bit depressing... Just a little thought bubble that popped into my mind and needed to be treated. It's just a one-shot folks.