DISCLAIMER: I own Weiß. They are mine! *hears wails of siren in the
background* Ooops. eheh. did I say I own them? No. that was a typo error.
I don't own Weiß. unfortunately for me. So don't sue me and put the guns
down already.
PROLOGUE
He sat on the porch. Silently staring at the dark sky. Remembering the day they looked out at the balcony. Watching the clusters of sparkling dust hanging in the sky. He knew since then, that for the first time in such a long while, his laughs had been true. That deep inside, his heart too, felt it. The joy. The happiness. But now, there was not a star in sight to light up the black void spread across the horizon. Only the moon, pale and full, shone gloriously on the distance. Alone and empty.
He looked at the photo in his hand. The photo no one would even dream he would keep. But he did. And now he stared at it, and without wanting to, a tear had slowly slid through his soft pale face from his lonely eyes. He couldn't understand it. But there was nothing he could do. Nothing more.
"What's happening to me? Why am I feeling this way?"
He asked in a pleading whisper. But he got no answer. He knew he wouldn't, for no one was there. No one but silence, and the couple in the photo, holding each other, smiling serenely. Staring back at him. smiling, as his mind drifts back to the day it all started, when they had just finished another ordinary day not knowing it could be their last, for not even in their dreams could they have thought that such a thing could happen. He never thought it was possible. How could a single mission change his entire life?
Lady Lucifiel: Hope you people would read my ficcie here. And please review. neh?
PROLOGUE
He sat on the porch. Silently staring at the dark sky. Remembering the day they looked out at the balcony. Watching the clusters of sparkling dust hanging in the sky. He knew since then, that for the first time in such a long while, his laughs had been true. That deep inside, his heart too, felt it. The joy. The happiness. But now, there was not a star in sight to light up the black void spread across the horizon. Only the moon, pale and full, shone gloriously on the distance. Alone and empty.
He looked at the photo in his hand. The photo no one would even dream he would keep. But he did. And now he stared at it, and without wanting to, a tear had slowly slid through his soft pale face from his lonely eyes. He couldn't understand it. But there was nothing he could do. Nothing more.
"What's happening to me? Why am I feeling this way?"
He asked in a pleading whisper. But he got no answer. He knew he wouldn't, for no one was there. No one but silence, and the couple in the photo, holding each other, smiling serenely. Staring back at him. smiling, as his mind drifts back to the day it all started, when they had just finished another ordinary day not knowing it could be their last, for not even in their dreams could they have thought that such a thing could happen. He never thought it was possible. How could a single mission change his entire life?
Lady Lucifiel: Hope you people would read my ficcie here. And please review. neh?
