DISCLAIMER: Cowboy Bebop does not belong to me, but to its rightful owners
Was it all a dream?
I could not continue as a mercenary.
That is what I felt I was…
It was like a knife…
Gleaming
In the light, ready to strike down.
I had to stop it, leave, before it
Consumed me.
You helped me, but then you
Left me, to fend for myself.
All those years I've thought of you.
Were you still there?
Would I ever see you again?
How is it that you have been…
On my mind, all these
Years?
You've escaped Julia…
You've escaped the nightmare we thought
A Dream
Soon, my nightmare shall also end.
Or was it all a dream?