FInallity
Okay, HI! it's been so long sniffle I have had the hugest writer's block ever! But now i'm back, with greater stuff than ever! Or mabye not. anyway, here's my story, another dip into the world of angst. Late-night writing is so fun, don'tcha think? Anyway, it's not as much as my Finally Free ( a good read, or so i'm told) but here goes. Have fun. oh yeah, sorry i forgot, me no own. oops!
"Such a long way down. No one, demon or human, could jump that and survive." He followed the glass-smooth cliff face the way a lover trails a hand down their partner. As he prepared to finally ace, Sesshoumare, Lord of the West Lands, thought back. The cliff was always a sanctuary for him. He smiled as he remembered teh day a small pup found his angry, tear-filled way through the woods to the edge of death.
Flashback
"No! I hate them!"
"You will greet your new mother and brother as a proper lord's son, or so help me, you will regret it!" Those were the last words Sesshoumaru heard as he fled out of the great hall and down the path, tearing through the forest. Holding back tears he dared not shed in his father's presence, he ran, thoughts racing as fast as his feet.
Why, why would he bring her here? How could he replace Mother with a pathetic, weak human female? She only died a few years ago! And that other boy! He is not my brother, no matter what Father says! I hate him! I hate that half-breed!
And so his thoughts went, until at last he was forced to stop, teetering on the brink of a drop so far that his child's fancy turned it into a bottomless hole. Jumping back, he gathered himself, and forgetting his tears, crawled forward. He slowly peered into the churning mists below, and forgot his anger, his pain....
End Flashback
And so once again, Sesshoumaru would forget his pain. His wretched existence as a lying cretin hiding behind the facade of an aristocrat. Forget the tortured thoughts that came late at night, the comparisons of how his father treated him, and how he treated Inuyasha. Leave behind the pain of knowing that he had never loved, that his father had never loved his mother. Forget the way his traitorous thoughts told him htat he would never measure up to his broher.
He could forget the self-loathing that came when he thought of how he had finally snapped, murdered Rin; the one preson whom he mabye could have lovedlike a daughter. Brutally slaughtered Kagome, Sango, Miroku, Shippou, everyone Inuyasha held dear.
But it was over now. Silently, Sesshoumaru felt the exhilaration of true freedom as he leaped, hung for a moment in the air, then slowly, ever so slowly, rushed to meet the rocks obscured by the mists that had so enchanted him as a child.
Okay, HI! it's been so long sniffle I have had the hugest writer's block ever! But now i'm back, with greater stuff than ever! Or mabye not. anyway, here's my story, another dip into the world of angst. Late-night writing is so fun, don'tcha think? Anyway, it's not as much as my Finally Free ( a good read, or so i'm told) but here goes. Have fun. oh yeah, sorry i forgot, me no own. oops!
"Such a long way down. No one, demon or human, could jump that and survive." He followed the glass-smooth cliff face the way a lover trails a hand down their partner. As he prepared to finally ace, Sesshoumare, Lord of the West Lands, thought back. The cliff was always a sanctuary for him. He smiled as he remembered teh day a small pup found his angry, tear-filled way through the woods to the edge of death.
Flashback
"No! I hate them!"
"You will greet your new mother and brother as a proper lord's son, or so help me, you will regret it!" Those were the last words Sesshoumaru heard as he fled out of the great hall and down the path, tearing through the forest. Holding back tears he dared not shed in his father's presence, he ran, thoughts racing as fast as his feet.
Why, why would he bring her here? How could he replace Mother with a pathetic, weak human female? She only died a few years ago! And that other boy! He is not my brother, no matter what Father says! I hate him! I hate that half-breed!
And so his thoughts went, until at last he was forced to stop, teetering on the brink of a drop so far that his child's fancy turned it into a bottomless hole. Jumping back, he gathered himself, and forgetting his tears, crawled forward. He slowly peered into the churning mists below, and forgot his anger, his pain....
End Flashback
And so once again, Sesshoumaru would forget his pain. His wretched existence as a lying cretin hiding behind the facade of an aristocrat. Forget the tortured thoughts that came late at night, the comparisons of how his father treated him, and how he treated Inuyasha. Leave behind the pain of knowing that he had never loved, that his father had never loved his mother. Forget the way his traitorous thoughts told him htat he would never measure up to his broher.
He could forget the self-loathing that came when he thought of how he had finally snapped, murdered Rin; the one preson whom he mabye could have lovedlike a daughter. Brutally slaughtered Kagome, Sango, Miroku, Shippou, everyone Inuyasha held dear.
But it was over now. Silently, Sesshoumaru felt the exhilaration of true freedom as he leaped, hung for a moment in the air, then slowly, ever so slowly, rushed to meet the rocks obscured by the mists that had so enchanted him as a child.