Funny how in just one moment, things can turn upside down...
Maybe she was crying, deep inside, the heart of her mourning.
Took us all by surprise. No, we never saw this coming.
The room was like a cemetery.
Now we're all sitting here, nothing left for us to say.
A ghostly echo breezes throughout the bar... Carrying with it the last of his song.
With no warning sign, one day they came and they took you away.
It was bad luck they were the ones to find him.
Things can be so unfair...
What's the point of ambulances?
You were taken away before your time.
He was always childlike in spirit. Now he really was a spirit.
Always were, always will be a hero.
Who else would go that far, even for a stranger?
And all we've got left is memories, of your face smiling back at us...
There was nothing to give away the Red King's true thoughts on the moment.
Nothing we can do now that your gone.
Not in his posture, his voice, or eyes.
No way to bring you back.
His apathetic calmness about it all a sharp contrast to his clansmen.
Destroyed every hope we once had.
His intentions were the same however, with an even greater clarity.
Wish we could turn back time to when you were still around.
The only thing left to do was to move forward.
Don't want to leave you behind.
"No blood! No bone! No ash!"
Disclaimer: I own nothing, all rights go to their rightful owners.
Song: Memories by Earlyrise, lyrics rearrange and some changed to plural.
This is not the best tribute out there... A songfic no less, but Taracchi! Why you die? Why so young?
Also, in case you can't see, the image says- Mikoto: What are you doing? Totsuka: It's a fic! About me! I have to tell Izumo about this!
Just because I wanted to bring some humor to this fic and failed epicly.
