Hi! Long time no see/read ^^'
I am really sorry that I haven't uploaded anything in such a long time... I wrote all fragments based on instrumental-only tracks one after the other, but I got stuck when I went to write the ones based on the songs with lyrics... And here I am, still stuck after one and a half year. ^^'
As I don't know when I will be able to tackle the remaining fragments, I decided to just post everything I already have throughout the next weeks, even if it means to break the CD track listing.
Anyway, I hope you like this chapter. (I hope it's any good; I wrote it such a long time ago and have no idea what I even wrote anymore XD And if I reread it, this FF would really be forever abandoned.)
Track 7:
Prism
(Elizabeth and Ciel)
"Each of us is self-created and self-projecting. What you believe yourself to be is who you ultimately are."
I stood in front of the mirror and saw these eyes, this hair, this face but I could not see me.
I closed my eyes and saw me, the real me – sickly, shy. Weak. But when I opened them again, all I could see was the ghost I wanted to be. The shell I wanted to be. The light I had lost.
What I had left behind had gone out in flames.
What I had left behind had been me – in the flames the weak me had breathed in the smoke; and the new me had stepped outside, breathing in air.
Time was ticking, hours were running away from me.
No time to be weak, no time to be sick.
I wore a mask with my face.
I walked with unknown confidence, with a strength which was not mine.
What I was once was now only an echo in the night.
I stood in front of the mirror and you whispered behind me.
I could hear your words in my ears, feel your breath on my skin.
You were the ghost who had haunted me and who haunted me still.
In light I had wandered, from light I stepped away and into colours. Into brokenness.
In colours, I had broken like the light I had come from but I looked beautiful still.
Like the rainbow you adored, like the light you shunned.
I was Ciel Phantomhive, the Earl of Phantomhive, the Watchdog of the Queen.
I was Elizabeth Midford, fiancée to the Earl of Phantomhive, a girl of nursery rhymes.
And nobody else.
And nobody else.
