Harry Potter and the City of Dreams
By Magma
Disclaimer: See Chapter One
/he/ is not the person talking. It's a different person that the person in the interlude is talking about.
Interlude One: Pain
His eyes shimmered with unshed tears, threatening to overflow into a flood of crystalline water. Blood dripped from his fingers, falling. . . and the grass below him was stained red, almost as red as
/he/ had been when he had killed him.
It was so beautiful, he thought absentmindedly, blood staining his white trenchcoat. He felt. . . detached, somewhat, from his body. The kills always affected him like this. His eyes followed the track of blood from bloody hands to the blades of grass below. He felt the sudden urge to tear of the fingerless black gloves he wore, but couldn't bear doing it. Too many memories prevented him to actually /doing/ the action. He had worn gloves over his hands for the past 10 years, ever since that fateful day. . .
He smiled a wistful, bitter smile, transforming his look of murderer to sudden tragedy. And then he wept, shoulders. Tears of blood fell, falling. . . Falling to the earth, where they were never meant to be at all.
But when the first crimson tear was to hit the earth, a slender hand shot out to catch it.
He raised his crying eyes to face the owner of the hand. . . and nearly fell back from shock.
"Y-you!" he stuttered, his voice steadily climbing higher in volume. "I killed you!"
The unknown man brushed back strands of hair out of his face, smiling bitterly.
"What a wonderful job you did too," the man replied. "Problem is, I'm not dead. Want to try again?"
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To Be Continued? Don't really know. . .
A/N: Felt the need to write something. Can you guess who they are? It was sort of written as a response to a review. The theme for today was - Ayumi Hamasaki Cyber TRANCE Presents Ayu Trance - Track 11 - Appears (Armin van Buuren Remix). Fits the mood of the interlude /very/ well.
By Magma
Disclaimer: See Chapter One
/he/ is not the person talking. It's a different person that the person in the interlude is talking about.
Interlude One: Pain
His eyes shimmered with unshed tears, threatening to overflow into a flood of crystalline water. Blood dripped from his fingers, falling. . . and the grass below him was stained red, almost as red as
/he/ had been when he had killed him.
It was so beautiful, he thought absentmindedly, blood staining his white trenchcoat. He felt. . . detached, somewhat, from his body. The kills always affected him like this. His eyes followed the track of blood from bloody hands to the blades of grass below. He felt the sudden urge to tear of the fingerless black gloves he wore, but couldn't bear doing it. Too many memories prevented him to actually /doing/ the action. He had worn gloves over his hands for the past 10 years, ever since that fateful day. . .
He smiled a wistful, bitter smile, transforming his look of murderer to sudden tragedy. And then he wept, shoulders. Tears of blood fell, falling. . . Falling to the earth, where they were never meant to be at all.
But when the first crimson tear was to hit the earth, a slender hand shot out to catch it.
He raised his crying eyes to face the owner of the hand. . . and nearly fell back from shock.
"Y-you!" he stuttered, his voice steadily climbing higher in volume. "I killed you!"
The unknown man brushed back strands of hair out of his face, smiling bitterly.
"What a wonderful job you did too," the man replied. "Problem is, I'm not dead. Want to try again?"
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To Be Continued? Don't really know. . .
A/N: Felt the need to write something. Can you guess who they are? It was sort of written as a response to a review. The theme for today was - Ayumi Hamasaki Cyber TRANCE Presents Ayu Trance - Track 11 - Appears (Armin van Buuren Remix). Fits the mood of the interlude /very/ well.
