¤° § The Colours of the Setting Sun § °¤
A fanfiction by Kaliko Rosa
Based on the animated series "Gundam
Wing"
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Brilliance.
The light shone with a magnificent brilliance, radiant and commanding as it blinded every inch of surrounding space. His eyes nearly ached with its bright pulsations, shining throughout his flesh at his very will; such power being emblazoned within the mere abilities of his fingertips. A push – that was all the effort he had to exert to attain such power, nothing more than the mere press of a rounded button, calling to him as his duties did on a daily basis. Yes, it was the same day after day, this glinting supremacy; such awe to behold at such ease to portray. He was nothing more than another mere soldier trained to thrive in confinement to these meager metallic encasements, yet he was still the one lucky soldier, of the anxious millions, fortunate enough to be encased within the purest of gundanium alloy. Whether this gundanium made any difference, or more so an enhancement, to his abilities was something that even he was not sure of. Whatever the answer may be, Heero Yuy knew that there was a sure and guaranteed power amongst sitting within such a reliable, man-made beast of war. Even more rewarding than that was the knowledge that Heero knew he was one of the only ones who could pilot such an awesome contraption; one of the only rare men given such awe-inspiring aptitude to do what is not expected of many at such a tender age.
Watching the light of the radiant explosion slowly die in its exuberance, he observed as his skin and the cold machinery around him absorbed the colours of a soft yellow. Such a tone, painted on him and the machine of destruction he sat within, felt nowhere short of odd. It was something that happened regularly, as the aftermath of destroyed enemy structures and shattered buildings come into view; the blinding glow of his Gundam machine's brilliant laser beam would fade and touch everything in its path. But now, as his chestnut eyes dazed upon the illuminating shade, his fingers fell upon the young flower lying wedged between his piloting controls. In the discipline of his duties and the fulfillment of yet another mission, Heero had almost forgotten it was even there.
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