Failing Lights, Brightening Darkness Chapter 7, The darkest night This one's shorter that the rest because I discovered the song I "made up" was a mixture of two songs I hadn't heard in a long time.
Ryou plopped down on Malik's bed and sighed. "Since my dad's- you know, we're all alone aren't we? Isizhu bought you this house, you live in your flat, and my great-aunt won't take me because I'm 'possessed.'"
"You know," Marik started thoughtfully, "We have three bedrooms here. You could live here. Then bills would be cheap."
"That'd be fun!" Yugi said cheerfully-well more cheerful than usual,"Oh-yeah", the little light said, "Yami found out about my 'games'." Ryou and Malik winced, knowing full well what Yugi was talking about. They all fell silent, their thoughts all going back to when they where happy.
Malik's were to the dampest of caves, before ceremonies.
Ryou's fell to the time when he went on a dig in Egypt with his father.
Yugi went to the times his mother crooned him a lullaby. But because of their current mood their thought quickly turned ugly. Suicide attempts, random thugs, and fathers engraving crud on your back (!)speedily flooded the depths of their minds. Malik sighed and remembered that time during Battle City when he killed a guy with the knife hidden in the Millennium Rod. (That happened right? Or am I just delusional?) Suddenly, Ryou desided to be a poet and ramble off a random verse.
"Our life's night
Is our soul's darkest hour,
So in our plight,
Is our darkest night."
To be continued