The second in the Silver Reflections series, featuring the Ginzuishou
during the battle at the North Pole. I'm quite fond of this one. I'll do
the inners next, starting with Usagi. R/R please! Ja ne!
The One I've Got Now
For more than nine thousand- No, it must be ten thousand, now- Years I've helped them. It's rather lonely being me, But gratifying too. To do their every bidding, Trapping souls that deserve to be trapped, Renewing souls that deserve to be renewed. Granting wishes that deserve to be granted.
I don't remember them. Fifteen souls since the first one, Fifteen locking into me, Knowing me, Being me, Just as I Know them And are them. I can't distinguish between them As now they're only left as parts of me. One was as wild and avaricious As one like her can get. Another was as meek and timid As one using me should ever be. The one before the one I've got now, Was the gallant, noble, sort, like most of them. She was the one, everyone remembers, Who gave it all up, For the one I got now.
Ah, the one I've got now. She's got to be my favorite one. Outgoing, friendly, some might say ditzy, Whimsical her advisor calls it. But no one knows her brave side Like I do. I know that night, that dark cold night, At the war between light and dark. I helped light, She was light. The others, her friends, Aiding us on.
Me and her, Her and me.
Eternally.
The One I've Got Now
For more than nine thousand- No, it must be ten thousand, now- Years I've helped them. It's rather lonely being me, But gratifying too. To do their every bidding, Trapping souls that deserve to be trapped, Renewing souls that deserve to be renewed. Granting wishes that deserve to be granted.
I don't remember them. Fifteen souls since the first one, Fifteen locking into me, Knowing me, Being me, Just as I Know them And are them. I can't distinguish between them As now they're only left as parts of me. One was as wild and avaricious As one like her can get. Another was as meek and timid As one using me should ever be. The one before the one I've got now, Was the gallant, noble, sort, like most of them. She was the one, everyone remembers, Who gave it all up, For the one I got now.
Ah, the one I've got now. She's got to be my favorite one. Outgoing, friendly, some might say ditzy, Whimsical her advisor calls it. But no one knows her brave side Like I do. I know that night, that dark cold night, At the war between light and dark. I helped light, She was light. The others, her friends, Aiding us on.
Me and her, Her and me.
Eternally.