Passed
A Yami No Matsuei Drabble
By Sailorlight22
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Hello, new fandom! Lol, I guess I should warm you that I tend to desecrate a new one about every six months . Without further ado, here's a couple of examples!
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When Tatsumi allowed himself a moment of thought, he could clearly remember what it meant to regret.
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The sound of birdsong, or darkened fireflies lying in a gilded box surrounded by silken petals.
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Seeing a pair of watery violet eyes, wide with disappointment as he broke off something much more than casual.
Watching those eyes go hollow as years passed between the touch of a hand and letting go.
Seeing them catch fire again in the presence of marred and perfect acceptance.
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Those things loomed close to the surface, easy to dredge up in frustrated detail. Strangely, the memories grew in size as the reminders dwindled in mass.
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The scent of sunflowers, an errant breeze that swept away papers in favor of a few seconds of something other than endless toil and unwelcome death.
A tattered and careworn coat, on a tarnished hook by the door of an empty room that smelled of old smoke.
A fraying scrap of bright red silk, and a single thread of gold, all that remained to prove the existance of a second chance long passed through gates of pearl and silver.
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Somehow, it was the smallest things that needed the least prompting to recall.
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