These ideas don't belong to me and all that stuff - I recently had a loss so I will be writing vicariously through kimiko to get out my emotions
An Ancient Among Us
I am all that is left of my lineage. All that is left. Anger, Angry... How could he leave me? It isn't fair. Why did he has to die? I want to burst into angry tears. I want to stop hurting. My head pounds, what is that sound? Where is it coming from? Everyone is looking at me - IT is me? The tears burn thickly as they drop down my cheeks. How dare Omi just take my stuff - Where did he get it anyway?
"OMI WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU FIND THAT NECKLACE!" I feel my hands start to flame. It is kind of funny really how we think that everything can last forever; when really we are all going to die in the end. Omi looks at me like I have lost it, his small hands take off my family heirloom. Once it is back around my neck the whole things seems a bit foolish. So foolish I start laughing, I mean what does a silly trinket matter if we will just become ashes again. Kind of fitting really. Just the irony of the whole thing and how stupid the point of life is.
However, Master Fung seems to have known what I was going to do because before I could get the Fancy Feet he grabbed my arm and spoke words I only ever heard my father say: "There is an Ancient among us, let us be granted with your presence. Ancestral lineages reveal much about their descendant. Show us the knowledge of the past, and join us." Father only ever let me see this ritual when mother left - and even then it was only once. Time seemed to bend and flex, like a bad episode of Dr. Who. The necklace vibrated and the air grew cold.