First Soul Calibur fic! Yay! I have always loved Amy, first it was because of her awesome sense of style, and then, after I dug a little deeper, because of her story. I've always found it so sweet that she leaves to go after Raphael- I can't imagine how lonely it would be in that huge castle, no one there but a couple of servants... it must be especially bad for her, not being "Human" any more. Anyway, as I said, this is an "Artistic Rewrite" of a translation of "Utsusemi no Kage" by Kukui. I suggest listening to the song while reading in order to get the full effect- it should be pretty easy to find on youtube. DISCLAIMER: Soul Calibur and all characters are owned by namco, Utsusemi no Kage is by Kukui. I claim no rights.


Ephemeral Shadow

Light is Fleeting

Dancing flower blossoms fall, their fragrance is suffocating
Slowly, they engrave the wounds upon my heart
But even these tiny scratches can't heal
The sad cycle repeats again.

Your hands
Your voice
These traces of you which I long for
Sealed behind a far-off door
That remains shut
Questioning the meaning of my life,
This fragile voice echoes across an empty sky
Only echoes…

Like an eternal dream

A flower burns and snaps in my fingers
The world outside my window doles out "justice"
And this fever of my soul persists
It longs for the poison that caused it

Your hands
Your voice
And the traces of you that are my most precious memories
I can no longer just sit here and hope
That the true meaning of these tears was understood
The cruel world outside may burn them up,
but your gentle hand can still dry them

Like the roses extending towards the sun
I reach out to you

The instant I awaken from the dream
I begin this search to regain those precious fragments of you
I don't want to play hide-and-seek any longer
This loneliness
Accompanied by only nightmares
Though this is the world you try to save me from,
This incessant longing, unloved by all but one:
I refuse to call it "Paradise"

These few dear memories of mere days
Across an endless expanse, years of solitude
In approach of the hoped-for dawn of a New World
I realize that the meaning of this life
will come to fruition when I feel your warm embrace again
This is what I desire
My Paradise can be found in this and no other

But dawn breaks, and I coldly realize

We both are chasing an ephemeral shadow