Bitter Ruminations
The following is something which came into my head whilst I was sitting around being unconstructive.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, not that it is mentioned in the following, but I do have a certain character in mind, though who they may be you shall have to guess.
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I would like to say that it was inevitable, that the odds were against me that day and that there was nothing that I could have done to prevent it. Ah yes, it would be so perfect, so easy just to blame it all on the pretence of 'cruel fate' and ill-fortune. But in truth I could have, should have done something; I had the chance and let it pass. I could not abandon the mission.
But what does it matter now? All of those I care about are dead; my confession means nothing. And what an allegation, that I cared for them. Not enough it seems; I was unable even to protect he who loved me most, the one person that ever stirred any emotion in me. I suppose I should be grateful; I have eliminated an emotive weakness that could have become a liability.
I do not feel the regret I believe I should; I have been too perfectly trained for that. All I retain is a festering bitterness, indeed, that dark sentiment is all I have left to me in this world.
Do you wish to hear my story? Whatever the case, I shall tell it; I have nowhere else to go now. Stay a while and listen, if you will, it matters not; very little does anymore.
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Isn't this exciting? Even I don't know what happened yet. I know it is somewhat ridiculously short, but I do promise to come up with something more very soon. Please review and let me know if you think this is worth continuing. Ja ne ~Rose