Shattered-------
a Sephiroth/Cloud fanfic
I don't know when I realized it, but yes, I did. I loved him. Some time between the runs on the
beach, the shared emotions, his smile when we joked, oh he was so funny,
I loved to see him smile...
Then, the time away from him, how very lonely I was, he made me whole,
and without him I felt shattered.
Shattered dreams. Shattered reality. A life without him forever...I'd rather have death.
I wish he was happy, oh how I wish he is smiling,
wherever he is. I wish I could tell him...
How shattered I am without him. It had to be so painful for him.
.... I musn't talk about my pain. It's selfish.
No, it must have been much worse for him.
Imagining the extreme torture he must have gone through...I could easily end it for myself.
......Funny, reality can stay so perfect, so beautiful, striving to shine, be stronger,
and then in one blow, such a short, yet infinite moment, when it is entirely shattered.
All over.
..........I'm afraid to go now. It has to be inevitable. Not him. I don't want to see him
that way. It will never be the same...NOT HIM! Just a lifeless body, a shell,
of what once shined so brilliantly, the smile, the warmth, never the same,
it will never be the same.
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Sephiroth walked out from behind the ruins that were once the City of Midgar.
even without him, the supposed threat of the world, once just a man in a war, taking orders,
the ingnorance of humanity still managed to destroy each other.
*perhaps that's my problem, I always took orders...* Sephiroth thought, glancing up
at the sky for the first time in so long. The sky was red, it looked streaked with blood,
as the clouds unnaturally slashed across the sky with such a severity, like big gashes.
*Cloud.*
There was a visible sadness in his cold, ice green eyes. A sadness that showed,
even after all these years, perhaps centuries...
He quickly turned his eyes off the clouds, so many painful thoughts running through
his head. He wondered if he should go back, and lay once again in the ruins
of the once giant city, sleep again...but it appeared he was not granted death.
Sometimes, nothing is as it seems*
But what he had already seen had bothered him, still, he could almost hear someone calling..
Perhaps it woke him out of his perhaps eternal sleep, he could not escape forever...
a Sephiroth/Cloud fanfic
I don't know when I realized it, but yes, I did. I loved him. Some time between the runs on the
beach, the shared emotions, his smile when we joked, oh he was so funny,
I loved to see him smile...
Then, the time away from him, how very lonely I was, he made me whole,
and without him I felt shattered.
Shattered dreams. Shattered reality. A life without him forever...I'd rather have death.
I wish he was happy, oh how I wish he is smiling,
wherever he is. I wish I could tell him...
How shattered I am without him. It had to be so painful for him.
.... I musn't talk about my pain. It's selfish.
No, it must have been much worse for him.
Imagining the extreme torture he must have gone through...I could easily end it for myself.
......Funny, reality can stay so perfect, so beautiful, striving to shine, be stronger,
and then in one blow, such a short, yet infinite moment, when it is entirely shattered.
All over.
..........I'm afraid to go now. It has to be inevitable. Not him. I don't want to see him
that way. It will never be the same...NOT HIM! Just a lifeless body, a shell,
of what once shined so brilliantly, the smile, the warmth, never the same,
it will never be the same.
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Sephiroth walked out from behind the ruins that were once the City of Midgar.
even without him, the supposed threat of the world, once just a man in a war, taking orders,
the ingnorance of humanity still managed to destroy each other.
*perhaps that's my problem, I always took orders...* Sephiroth thought, glancing up
at the sky for the first time in so long. The sky was red, it looked streaked with blood,
as the clouds unnaturally slashed across the sky with such a severity, like big gashes.
*Cloud.*
There was a visible sadness in his cold, ice green eyes. A sadness that showed,
even after all these years, perhaps centuries...
He quickly turned his eyes off the clouds, so many painful thoughts running through
his head. He wondered if he should go back, and lay once again in the ruins
of the once giant city, sleep again...but it appeared he was not granted death.
Sometimes, nothing is as it seems*
But what he had already seen had bothered him, still, he could almost hear someone calling..
Perhaps it woke him out of his perhaps eternal sleep, he could not escape forever...
