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Vincent.

I am the darkness.

Lonely and unnoticed.

I sit and stare at the black night sky pierced by tiny pinpricks of starlight and I wait.

My mind is a secret land in which my accursed soul roams, trying to find something I cannot place.

Never can I allow myself to love, never will I allow love to find me.

I am not deserving of its reassuring warmth.

Why? I know not why I continue my fight. Perhaps I am a fool for I can never be forgiven, never find redemption.

Cold and still. Unmoving I crouch, non-existent, on the rooftops. My dark soul untouched, unheard and unseen by others.

My ethereal existence continues and still I fight, wanting to earn reprieve from my grief. Never will it come.

Forever it seems to me as I think of her and cannot answer my own unending questions.

Still and quiet, my thoughts drift away but still they throw their painful accusations at me.

No man can know my pain and still I suffer it, for the pain is rightly mine.

That and nothing else.