- This is…I'm not sure what it is, but it's something. Suddenly, I found myself in Duran's place for a scene that takes place in Seeds of Mana, and this poem is what caused it. So, this is about Duran and Angela, about the scene that will show up when I revise the chapter. But at the same time, it's about me, and about a certain little siren I know, with black eyes.
- ~Truewind
- Step Behind
Always a step behind.
She left him, and he wept,
Watched her soul unwind.
Pieces broken deep within,
He'd known that it would come.
Engaging in a deadly sin,
No more, no more, son.
Parts of him fell into step,
Always a step behind.
She left him, and he wept,
Felt his soul unwind.
Tears froze inside his eyes,
Pools of silver-green.
Give a hundred, thousand tries,
He'll never meet his queen.
Roses fell black upon the grass,
Black with blood that's red.
Weep did he until the last,
Where angels fear to tread.
At last it all fell into step,
The skies were blue again.
Nevermore a step behind,
Step in step instead.