A Wolf Doesn't Fear Death
Disclaimer:
Toboe: Hello everyone! This is my poem on what Kiba was thinking when he died. I did write this for my story Slaves but I decided to stick this up just for kicks since I only used part of it in Slaves. It does have quotes in it so :P!
'Paradise…
I doubt that it really exists anywhere…
Even to where Cheza led us…
No…
There is no such thing as Paradise…
Then what is this yearning stirring in me?
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If there is a Paradise,
Somewhere,
Why is it forever eluding me?
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Why does that scent forever haunt me?
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I can smell the flowers.
Are we doomed?
To forever seek…
This elusive flower?
The lunar flower
Cheza
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Why have my pack and I looked for it?
When there was no hope.
I'm all alone now.
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It's like being crushed by lost...
Tsume, Hige, Blue, Toboe…
Cheza
Why was I searching…
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Even now I am driven to seek out the flower maiden
Let it die in me
For when I recover I will be forced to search,
To my death eventually
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But have I already searched to my death
I can heal from skin wounds but I know I'm not immortal
My heart was killed but I want to heal
To search forever
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But I won't live on
Now matter how much I hurt I carry the weight of the world with me.
It doesn't matter whether you're a wolf, a human, or a flower
There was something I always need to protect
My pack
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Paradise is…
Paradise exists right now.
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A wolf doesn't fear death
It fears not living