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*=Prologue: Resurface=*
Variability and liability were the two greatest companions of a shinigami. In the midst of many growing new problems, some old concerns never left one's side. Sometimes they amplified and provoked one's innermost fears; at other times they tarnished every bit of silver lining that there was.
Her hair was soaking wet under the silent drizzle of the rain, the sky a gloomy grey. It was enough of an indicator that it was going to be a bad day as anything else since that morning. He took a few paces forward, still trying to mask any little horror or possible hurt which at any moment might leap all over his otherwise calm façade. His grey glance took notice of her tattered kimono, a lifeless Shirayuki laid beside her. She was kneeling on the muddy ground, head bowed low in despair, hands forming tight fists in anger. Those tearful midnight blue eyes were hidden behind dark bangs. She had made the same mistake twice; while he, yet again, had to prepare for the inevitable. But this time he would not lose to his 'other' side.
Why was it that something bad always came out of every good that she intended, the girl reflected? Why was it that she always ended up disappointing him?
Their good-bye was that of silence, because any further words would shatter what was already so grievously broken: their tattered bond.
If I were a misfortune, I would turn to ashes
I would turn to ashes
For You
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