Notes: Yet another that probably should be for the Brotherhood universe. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but like almost all of them, they wrote themselves.
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Stage 19 - A Breath Of Sunshine And Cloudy Skies
The darkness that rippled
would have been light if it had been filled with light.
But everything was red,
and nothing made sense here.
No answers would be found
here.
The grass rippled with the
sound of the wind, but the shadows under his feet were of fire.
The sky was a clear blue,
but the sun could not be seen.
And yet, it was obvious
that this was the land of the sun.
The blood stuck to his
feet.
The flowers had sakura
peatals, even though they were not trees. Just weeds.
When the wind picked them
up, their petals scattered, flying around him.
One touched his right hand
and both feet and spontaneously caught on fire.
They left scars that
looked like marks.
The ground threatened to
take him up, absorb him, absolve him. Hide him.
He looked away; threatened
to torch the ground if it dared to reach up to grab him.
He looked up for the sun
again, and it threatened to show its face.
He hid in the shadows, as
a ninja should.
But even the shadows
melted away from his fingers like sand,
And he couldn't see where
the ground took it all.
He wanted it back, but
then found his brother here.
After that, there was no
time.
Now, years later, hours
later, decades later, eons before...
There are no stars here,
but there are no clouds either.
There is nothing to cast a
shadow on anything and nothing to hide from.
His skin tingled from a
lack of scratching.
Eventually, he sat on the
ground, and played with the flowers a little.
The sun shone within all
of the plant life there -- the grass, the flowers, the trees...
Then, one day, he smiled.
That was the first day he had ever felt alive.