"The End Of All Hope" - Nightwish
It is the end of all hope
To lose the child,
the faith
To end all the innocence
To be someone like me
This is the birth of all hope
To have what I once had
This
life unforgiven
It will end with a birth
No will to wake
for this morn
To see another black rose born
Deathbed is
slowly covered with snow
Angels, they fell first but I'm
still here
Alone as they are drawing near
In heaven my
masterpiece will finally be sung
Wounded is the deer that
leaps highest
And my wound it cuts so deep
Turn off the light
and let me pull the plug
Mandylion without a face
Deathwish
without a prayer
End of hope
End of love
End of time
The
rest is silence
Rain…. That's all I remember from…. Back then. Before everything got so screwy, before everything got so complicated…. Before…Him. I promised myself I wouldn't do it. I made myself promise… but I couldn't keep that promise. The feel of him against me, his skin rubbing with mine, the taste of him… Was all something I'd give everything up just to relive… even for a moment…
I woke up that morning drenched in a cold sweat and breathing raggedly. I lifted a hand to m y wet brow and wiped the sweat away in one motion. Getting up, I grabbed my school uniform and went to change.
The water ran down my skin, making my skin crawl under the hot water. It felt nice, calming almost. My thoughts eventually wandered to that dream I'd been having for a few weeks now. It was disturbing. Every time it was that same boy. Those same blue eyes staring back at me, with hidden memories and haunts. Just thinking of his eyes and gaze on me was enough to make a shiver roll down my spine. I shook it off and quickly finished with my morning shower.
Stepping out, I towel dried my long black hair and dressed quickly. Looking into the mirror before me, I was met by my own chocolate brown, nearly black gaze. Most girls would kill for looks like mine. I didn't care. I just wanted to be left alone; I just wanted to be myself. I ran a brush through my hair, and brushed my teeth, doing my morning ritual. After breakfast, I grabbed my bag and left for school.
I was half way there when I heard the gunshots. I looked around and caught a glimpse of some one running towards me as if trying to get away from something. I looked over toward the figure and froze. I froze. It was a boy about my age. His messy, more of spiked blonde hair slightly fell into his blue eyes. Those eyes… they were His… from my dream…
He ducked and dodged another few rounds and ran past me. A few more kids followed him. The one that stood out was smirking evilly. His long silver hair fell well below his shoulders. Black eyes watched his query with easy accuracy. He fired another round while the other two looked over and spotted me. The boy from my dream had as well.
He looked at the three and judged the distance between them and me. He gauged his speed and made a dash toward me. Running past me, he grabbed my wrist and forced me to follow him. I squeaked in surprise but followed without hesitation. I wasn't sure why, but I trusted him. ((AN: Gee… Let's see… maybe cause he's not carrying a gun?))
We ran down a few alleyways and finally stopped once he deemed it safe. He had let go of my wrist a while back and I'd followed him without really thinking. He looked around at all the possible exits and entrances of the street we'd wound up in. Finally he turned and looked at me, a small smiled playing at his lips.
"You okay?" He asked. I blinked and then nodded.
"Why were they chasing you and who were they?" I said before I could even think about what I was saying.
"I owe them money…" He said with a sheepish laugh, rubbing the back of his head. "But really, that was Sephiroth and his cronies. The two you saw were Loz and Yazoo… Kadaj is on temporary leave." There was something in the way he said that, something in the way he smiled that made me think he'd injured this so called Kadaj.
"Ok then… My name's Tiffa… Tiffa Lockheart." I said, bowing in greeting.
"Cloud Strife, master thief at your service." He said in return, his bow a little over exaggerated.
