Summary: Rika thinks as she floats among the crystals. [Rika-centric] [Angst]
A/N: Okay, so I had this written months ago, but I was too lazy to type it. Angsty Rika is my favorite so I had to write something. This may be the only Higurashi ff I write but who knows. The song is "Does Anybody Hear Her?" by Casting Crowns and this takes place after episode 20. This is where I end this becuz I don't want this to be longer than the fic. XD
Disclaimer: I don't own Higurashi or any songs by Casting Crowns. I'm just a poor girl from a poor family. (hehe, I couldn't help it.)
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Does Anybody Hear Her?
A Higurashi fic
By: xGlassRosex823
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She is runningA hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
Can I do anything to break the fate of June 1983? Am I powerless to dod anything besides sit back and watch my friend descend into madness? Then, if not madness, continue to search fruitlessly for my killer?
She is tryingBut the canyon's ever wideningIn the depths of her cold heart
At first, I used to fight with such vigor. But… at what point did I give up? Instead of the energy I used to have, I have become tired and sulky- giving up almost all hope left in me.
So she sets out on another misadventure just to findShe's another two years olderAnd she's three more steps behind
Through numerous worlds, I have watched my friends struggle. There are some, whom I have even given up the hope that they would be of use in my cause- Akasaka, for instance.
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?Or does anybody even knows she's going down todayUnder the shadow of our steepleWith all the lost and lonely peopleSearching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me.
In every world, my warning is given. However, I have learned that words are not enough to make him realize. Then, after the accident with his wife, and, occasionally, his child, he becomes so distressed.
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
What are the worlds from a village child then?
She is yearningFor shelter and affectionThat she never found at home
I am losing hope of finding the world with the good end. The memories of my last death are only just returning to me now.
She is searchingFor a hero to ride inTo ride in and save the day
My suicide in front of Shion.
Ah, so that is how it ended. I have committed suicide before. But, the circumstances have varied, and… I only wish I could say that it had been my last resort.
And in walks her prince charmingAnd he knows just what to say
These fragments often tease me. They passes by often whenever I return from a world of madness…that ends by my own hands.
Momentary lapse of reasonAnd she gives herself away
Sad, really, when I would rather choose death by my own hands than death by another's. Nonetheless, it is just another failed Hinamizawa.
If judgment looms under every steeple
As I float here, among the fragments, the end I desire seems ever farther away…
If lofty glances from lofty people
Is there perhaps a good ending among here?
Somewhere?
Can't see past her scarlet letter
Anywhere?
And we never even met her
Maybe…just maybe. Even if, it only exists in the furthest reaches of this fleeting existence of mine. At least, I am not to do this alone. That would truly be a sad world.
Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?Does anybody even know she's going down today?
"Let's go, Hanyuu, to the next Hinamizawa."
Under the shadow of our steepleWith all the lost and lonely peopleSearching for the hope that's tucked away in you and meDoes anybody hear her? Does anybody see?