First fic of 2011! If you think about it, the Generals numbers have annoyingly depleted. Klaud Nyne still stands, as does Winters Sokaro and Froi Tiedoll. But Cross Marian is AWOL, presumed dead (look, I don't care if there was blood all over the window and stuff, that guy just will not die!) and Kevin Yeegar is actually dead. Yeegar wasn't even properly in the manga! But nevertheless, I will write about these guys. So, in the interests of 'ladies first' (c'mon, they are from the 19th century!), here is Klaud's poem.
(Oh yeah – the translation I follow spells her name like that. I know it can be Cloud Nine and what not, but this one looks kinda cooler.)
Tsuki Yume does not own D Gray man.
Crack goes the whip,
To signal the start of the show,
Sparks fly as the stakes run high,
And I begin with a bow.
Primeval power, animal instinct,
To which I am the master to,
The earth rumbles, the evil crumbles,
I bid the darkness adieu.
Battle cry, like the scream of the wild,
My blood flows with energy at the sound,
It is me and the crystal, two flames of one candle,
Entwined by the thorns of war, blood-bound.
Fallen disciple, fallen heroes,
They have not fallen, they have risen,
Risen to the clouds, cloaked in gallant shrouds,
With tears, the angels beckon.
But the sympathy does not stretch,
To comrades, to them – never!
Their strength is abundant, but some brain cells are redundant,
Nevertheless, my faith in them does not waver.
The rot of cruelty and calamity is seeping through,
The sanctuary that is considered pure in tainted,
Lies buzz like bees in their hives, games are played with soldier's lives,
All for that pretty picture that will be painted.
"To fly to the clouds, free."
Meh, a bit short but to be fair, I've not completely understood the Generals. Well, I'm pretty sure I get Tiedoll and Cross, but the others…not so sure. But still – review? =3 Just so that I know this third part was worthwhile to write.