Eva Kasumi 09/10/05; written 12/07/04
I wrote this last December for 15 Minute Ficlets and posted it on
dA. But looking back at my old work always changes my opinion of
it, sometimes for the better, sometimes for worse, and this one I
decided could do to be posted here. And because I miss the Golden
Sun fandom. :hugs:
Warning: Kinda morbid. XD
-- Freeze --
Isaac sighed as he stared at the blank ice wall of the cavern. It was no good, he thought, shivering. No way in, no way out. Just ice, pure and cold. It was mocking him, he thought. Look at how it reflected his image, no matter which way he turned. He was pasted on the walls, blurred and distorted, like some warped reality. He wondered if it meant something, the way it made him look twisted.
It wasn't as though he didn't know what he'd done to the world. No, not saved it; the other side of what he'd done. The repercussions. The people he'd killed in his efforts. The sacrifices others had had to make... for him. But he'd always known, always believed it was for a greater cause, for the sake of everyone who still lived and had yet to live.
He never saw things in the now. He'd never seen the funeral ceremonies for the dead; he'd never seen the starvation of the Proxians as the winds from the Mercury Lighthouse slowly consumed their crops and blanketed them with snow. He'd never seen that the tidal waves caused by the Venus Lighthouse had drowned thousands in their wake, and he'd never watched a town be plundered and destroyed by mauraders who only did so because their own village was just as hungry as the one they attacked.
He'd known these things, but he'd never seen them.
He saw them now, scratchings on the slick ice, replaying the stories back to him with a morbid sort of irony. He wondered just how much of this was his immagination, and just how much was real. Alex did always have a rather cruel sense of humor.
For that was why he was here, slipping slowly away from reality in an icy prison. Alex: Mercury Adept; enemy of Wayard; and a man whom everyone had presumed dead, buried alive in the destruction of Mount Aleph. Not so, Isaac thought, wry smile twisting his lips into a grimace. He'd been ambushed as he traversed through the Imil Pass on his way up to see Mia; he'd known it was unwise to travel alone, but Isaac, of all people, really should have been able to take care of himself.
But this was Alex, and suddenly that takes things to a whole new level.
Isaac wasn't quite sure why Alex had left him here, encased in a frozen tomb - but that was Alex for you, he supposed, and it really was quite fitting. A part of him hoped that maybe Alex was coming back, perhaps this was just punishment and that he would be released once he had learned his lesson, of a sort, but then he didn't really believe that, and his reflection stared back and laughed at him even as his heart froze over.