Disclaimer: I don't own Big O, Sunrise does.
Author's Note: This is just a fic from Dorothy's POV, as she wonders about her existence.
Memories
by Eternal Moonbeam
Blank eyes stared right back at me as I looked into the mirror. I touched my face, not knowing what I was. A tear slipped down the side of my face and mingled with my orange hair. Blank eyes still stared, as if dead.
Of course, I am not alive.
I am an android, and my name is R. Dorothy
Wayneright. I was created, therefore I am not alive. There is a human side of
me, which explains the flow of memories. Frequently I wonder whose memories
they are. Roger frequently tells me they are mine, yet I don't feel like
they're mine.
The memories belong to the girl I
was created in the image of. Now I am only a stoic unfeeling android, though I
am told I am pretty. A cat opened my eyes. Strange, isn't it? Now I seem to be
a little more feeling towards others. But not by much.
They say life isn't cherished until
you lose it. They're wrong. First of all, I have no life, and I never will. I
am a dead, unfeeling android, remember? But whatever feeling I have, I cherish
my existence. I feel it is the most wonderful thing anyone could ever have
given me.
I sat at the edge of the terrace, my
favorite place to sit and think in the entire mansion. I smoothed down my black
skirt as I gazed down into the depths of the city. The city that lost its
memories. I feel sympathy for it, for memories are constantly ruling my
existence. Paradigm City, the place I live.
My passion is my piano. Oh wondrous
object with which I unleash my feelings. Also used to irritate Roger. The
smooth ivory keys underneath my fingers make me giddy. I bring my song forth on
this black and white instrument.
Now that I have written this, I believe
I do have a life, somewhere within me. My song of life, brought forth from my
piano, helped me realize this. I threw down that ugly mirror, the fiend who
showed me my outside. It shattered on the tile floor.
Blank eyes stare no more. They are
now beautiful eyes, full of life.
I have my memories to thank.
~ Owari ~
Wow! My first Big O ficcie!
Luv ya all!
-Eternal Moonbeam