Disclaimer: all the characters of the anime Shakugan no Shana are not mine. *cryin'*

Summary: Post SnS-2. Kind of Margery's POV, yeah. Might be OOC, sorry)

Note: my first fanfiction, writened by me in english, so please forgive me my mistakes ^^



You were my strength when I was weak

You were my voice when I couldn't speak

You were my eyes when I couldn't see

You saw the best there was in me

Lifted me up when I couldn't reach

You gave me faith 'coz you believed

I'm everything I am

Because you loved me

Snow. Deep snowdrifts. Silvering hoarfrost. Frosty air...

Branches of trees break off the dark blue sky - full of stars. When spring comes, they will be covered by gently-rose flowers which petals'll cover with a carpet an earth, where ordinary people are buried. Billions of insignificant existences.

Yes, sakura is beautiful in flower.

For all those times you stood by me

For all the truth that you made me see

For all the joy you brought to my life

For all the wrong that you made right

Cold wind pierced, ruthlessly getting into the most remote parts of soul. It seemed that even fires of street lanterns convulsively tried to disappear - from fierce cold. Far away from an unpleasant fever which was always brought by all winters.

Eventually, the winter exists all over the world — and it is not important, how much it is expressed in weather.

She has visited many countries. All world has been given to her — Flame Hazes have all their eternity...

But at times it seemed that even if the seasons weren't changing all the time, even if a side between heat and frost would suddenly disappeared, however, the winter still would come - to human souls.

The winter — it isn't just a season.

The winter — it is a condition of heart.

And also suddenly, as come icy wind — comes also icy, held down by nothing melancholy in joyful heart, which isn't suspecting anything of that.

For every dream you made come true

For all the love I found in you

I'll be forever thankful baby

You're the one who held me up

Never let me fall

You're the one who saw me through

Through it all

And her winter had been lasting for long time.

Long enough for frozening all human inside her.

Long enough for lefting nothing inside her.

Long enough for becoming a Flame Haze.

One of the best of them.

Snow crackled under feet. The world has already started to go mad, she calmly thought.

Snow in the Misaki city.

She was waiting for something extraordinary in these Christmas Eve. Eventually, since she has arrived to this cranky town, something occurred all the time. It was enough to remember last Christmas, which was generously gifted with a possibility to fight The Supreme Throne

Hecate and her nice company.

She was afraid of many things — here and now. That she will not be able to stop new enemy. That once she will not be able to rescue him. That all city will be eaten in a moment, eventually. But she didn't expect that will happen... Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

But it was so. And it was so... Strange.

Quiet Christmas.

Devilishly funny.

You gave me wings and made me fly

You touched my hand I could touch the sky

I lost my faith, you gave it back to me

You said no star was out of reach

Margery was standing on the roof of a high building.

The city which was absorbed by darkness would be visible with all it's streets and houses, if there would left just one peace of light.

And that person or god or devil — whatever — that person who awarded Flame Hazes with ability to fly was mistaken. The sky is not for us. The sky — is always opened. The sky is a hope. The sky is always there. And nothing from this can be connected with us.

One come, others leave. Flame Hazes are fighting with their enemies. But sooner or later all of them will leave.

Only the sky has his own eternity.

Fool. You are such a fool, Keisaku.

The sky is not for us. And all that we can do - try not to fall.

The winter continued it's snow-covered way across human souls. Her winter has come very long time ago. It remained, feeling invitation.

Remained for long time.

It was necessary.

It was easier.

So simply.

Just to freeze everything inside of yourself.

Revenge — isn't the most pleasant sensation from all feelings. But it is exactly that feeling, which gives forces to move farther. It has always been that way.

Maybe, in the future someone will be able to kindle this ice.

And maybe somebody has already done it.

You stood by me and I stood tall

I had your love, I had it all

I'm greatful for each day you gave me

Maybe I don't know that much

But I know this much is true

I was blessed because I was loved by you

Fool. Fool.

You should never shov your real emotions. Feeling is a weakness.

A pleasant heat spilled in veins, when she was thinking about him.

Yeas, admitted to herself Margery, love to him is making her weak.

This love is a luxury which they cannot allow to themselves if they want to survive in this war.

Constrain emotions. Be on the balance.

Always try to be on the middle if you want to live. Never stay on it if you want to survive.

Fool.

And she is even more foolish.

How many times she said to herself, that it cannot stay this way anymore?

How many times she promised to leave, until she did not become the reason of his death?

Impossible to play with destiny and predefiniteness.

You are who you are. You cannot be somebody else.

But she cannot leave yet.

But that was wrong. Not that she couldn't leave yet. It's just she cannot leave anymore, - rustled snowflakes in the air. You will never be able to do it.

Every winter will end someday. Sooner or later.

Your ice is already kindled.

Because you loved me.

Snowflakes were twirled in the air, silvering. Wind was playing with them.

And when the spring will come... The cherries will blossom, covering earth with a gentle carpet from petals where ordinary people are buried.

Billions of insignificant existences.