Skylight
By Etherics
Just a sweetly sad picture of hope. Open for interpretation. Enjoy.
Spoilers for all unfamiliar with the manga, and it's sixth and final volume.
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Maybe if I watch the rainbow close enough, I can touch hands with the sky.
The days are completely normal now, except that the skies are blue. It's a good color to see in the sky, because every time, it reminds me of her. Two years ago the world changed. It's different now, not at all like it was before.
A friend once told me that "in life, unless it costs you something…it's not worth anything". So maybe the price of this blue sky is something that I, myself, have lost. But…I can't shake the feeling that something's called me. From the sky, to the newly planted flowers, to the wind blown grass. It's like this place is trying to talk to me, you know? Words…feelings…that can't be expressed verbally.
I still feel like this place is alive. That somewhere in the blue sky, a voice is calling out to me.
The waves may be gone. Lives may be lost. Hearts may be broken. But above that all, life seems to stand firm, from the tiniest flower to the brightest morning sky. Like the land itself is trying to heal the destruction, the hurt.
Just what our hearts are trying to do.
So maybe…just maybe if I wait for the sky to heal…just maybe…after she comes home…after it's all over…
We can ride on that bicycle that I've built for two.
I can see the sky today, and it's shining as bright as you…
Eureka.