Prompt: The Dark


Once all that life was to Rin was light. The sun, the flowers, the warmth. It was her world, her love, her life.

Then it was dark.

It would always be dark they said, there was no way to return to her what was taken from her. That had hurt her heart, and she would've cried if she could. She was certain that Jaken had cried, and she had felt with her own fingertips the tears on Sesshōmaru's cheek. His tears had surprised her greatly, and she was even more surprised with the amount of demons and humans he went through, searching for a cure.

There was no way though, and she had told him many times that there was no cure. Her world would be eternally dark and she had accepted that.

Blindness was just something that just had to be accepted, but even on her deathbed, Sesshōmaru hadn't accepted that.