It was the end of a long, futile journey.
A plan that never came to fruition.
All hope was just as dead as the bird
That Miki had first placed on the ground
To supposedly sleep.
She was nothing now.
She was no longer aware of the rest of her body.
Gumi's arm had detached again, she could see it.
There was glass surrounding their bodies
Like the wicked shores around an abandoned island.
"Gu…mi" she sang lifelessly.
Standing above her, and blocking out the sun,
Was a tall, daunting figure.
An old, burned tree.
It looked down on her, scornfully.
'You are nothing but clockwork and artificial intelligence,
And you will never possess what I possess
And that is the right to exist on this planet.
The privilege to carry on its biological majesty
And prove its existence'.
The image of the tree was sporadically filled with static
And distorted in her ruined sight.
She had been hit badly in the crash.
Gumi was so quiet, Miki almost forgot her.
Fear.
Miki could not move, but she could direct her eyes.
She saw Gumi face-down on the ground.
Little antennae of charred grass curled against Gumi's pale, silicone skin.
Her green hair was unrealistically vibrant
Against the dead color of the real green nature below.
Miki wanted to scream.
She could see the tiny copper wires peaking out from Gumi's shoulder.
She could see the little blue sparks like falling stars.
Miki did scream.
It was a long, drawn out, high pitched "A-!" like a siren.
The Pivo2 car had no windows.
Its body was glistening and blue against the rubble.
What had Gumi been thinking?
Why did she hear the "vocal data" but Miki could not?
Why did it have to be Gumi who stopped—
Who broke
Who ended?
Miki screamed more and more until she felt her energy wane.
She wanted to be melded with Gumi for eternity.
She wanted all of her new and succulent emotions to be known to Gumi.
Most of all, she wanted to know everything that was in Gumi's heart.
In Gumi's core.
In Gumi's soul.
The newly awakened soul.
The thing that was placed in them,
But left there until tested and corrupted
To kick-start the phenomenon of sentience.
Miki wished it had never happened.
She wished she could rewind time
And make it that their core's had not been awakened.
}Imitation{
/heart/s0ul\
[ghosts]
NEL.
L143 is Wa7.
00100101000101010000101010
/system/failing/
}sakura matsuri{
{Gr33n}
Life developed meaning.
Love was more than defined.
Miki's vision became black.
She was enmeshed by an orange gladness.
She would be by Gumi's side forever,
And even though
They would not be able to tell anyone,
Their existence would still be clear as day.
The feelings they shared in the dark
Would resonate among the new flowers,
And be evaporated into the healing sky.
It was the end, she knew it.
She could not tell if Gumi was still conscious—but—
At least Gumi was by her side.
Miki nor Gumi woke up this time.