Red Water
Prologue
Time releases the pigulom in small strokes that pass back and fourth on the hanging clock there in Rezo-sama's house. It had been over a year since the disappearance of my beloved brother. I hade done my searching. I hade called his name! I would sit in the middle of the room with streams of pear tears in search for some mercy on my soul. No one answered my cries. No one could, and if they could they didn't care to. "Let my soul rest for his body if he has past on!" cries my mind, but them my heart weeps for his touch, and I stiffen.
It came to no surprise on day when my uncle came to me with the scepter of the kingdom and bagged me to take it. He might not come back, Mona, he told me over and over. He meant well, but I would always run away from the silver title he tried to pin to my chest. Out of my pain I would yell at him, telling him that Kunzite would soon return and sit on the thrown again.
What a fool I was for letting my heart kill my spirit like it did. I knew my brother would be disappointed in how I handled all this. He was the stronger one. He always kept me standing. He was the only one I had left, and how the emptiness of his room surrounded my mind with cold loneness his eyes use to warm.
The day came that I feared most. Rezo-sama and Uncle Amethyst came to me with the news I didn't want to hear.
"We can't keep this search on any longer, Mona." Amethyst said as lovingly as he could. His black eyes showed pain in them though he was trying hard to stay strong. "I have already arranged for a funeral for him."
"Without a body?!" I screamed out of anger and fear. Rezo-sama came over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. His gentle touch eased my rash behavior. He even forced a smile for me though I could see his pain as well.
"It's been two years, Mona-chan." He said softly. I couldn't help myself. My arms flue wide and embraced him tightly. Tears consumed my speech. He held me close and stocked my head with soothing motions. His eyes where shut tightly. Amethyst turned away. The room was filled with bitterness. The atmosphere was guarded with emptiness.
Hope was lost that day..
And every day after that.
Prologue
Time releases the pigulom in small strokes that pass back and fourth on the hanging clock there in Rezo-sama's house. It had been over a year since the disappearance of my beloved brother. I hade done my searching. I hade called his name! I would sit in the middle of the room with streams of pear tears in search for some mercy on my soul. No one answered my cries. No one could, and if they could they didn't care to. "Let my soul rest for his body if he has past on!" cries my mind, but them my heart weeps for his touch, and I stiffen.
It came to no surprise on day when my uncle came to me with the scepter of the kingdom and bagged me to take it. He might not come back, Mona, he told me over and over. He meant well, but I would always run away from the silver title he tried to pin to my chest. Out of my pain I would yell at him, telling him that Kunzite would soon return and sit on the thrown again.
What a fool I was for letting my heart kill my spirit like it did. I knew my brother would be disappointed in how I handled all this. He was the stronger one. He always kept me standing. He was the only one I had left, and how the emptiness of his room surrounded my mind with cold loneness his eyes use to warm.
The day came that I feared most. Rezo-sama and Uncle Amethyst came to me with the news I didn't want to hear.
"We can't keep this search on any longer, Mona." Amethyst said as lovingly as he could. His black eyes showed pain in them though he was trying hard to stay strong. "I have already arranged for a funeral for him."
"Without a body?!" I screamed out of anger and fear. Rezo-sama came over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. His gentle touch eased my rash behavior. He even forced a smile for me though I could see his pain as well.
"It's been two years, Mona-chan." He said softly. I couldn't help myself. My arms flue wide and embraced him tightly. Tears consumed my speech. He held me close and stocked my head with soothing motions. His eyes where shut tightly. Amethyst turned away. The room was filled with bitterness. The atmosphere was guarded with emptiness.
Hope was lost that day..
And every day after that.