Sai-chan: I cooked up something again today, this time it would be a pretty serious one compared to my previous ones, hope you'll like it though. Updates for Close Call and Project Engagement will soon come, so please wait, ne? Arigatou!
This is an interwoven story of the anime, manga and my own plot.
Disclaimer: I own no CCS. Period.
Somewhere,
over the rainbow, way up high
There's
a land that I heard of
Once
in a lullaby
Somewhere
over the rainbow, skies are blue
And
the dreams that you dare to dream
Really
do come true
Someday
I'll wish upon a star
And
wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where
troubles melt like lemon drops
And
way above the chimney tops
Is
where you'll find me, and
Somewhere
over the rainbow, way up high
There's
a land that I heard of
Once
in a lullaby
Where
troubles melt like lemon drops
And
way above the chimney tops
That's
where you'll find me, and
Somewhere
over the rainbow, skies are blue
And
the dreams that you dare to dream
Really
do come true
If
happy little blue birds fly
Beyond
the rainbow
Why, or why, can't i?
-Somewhere over the Rainbow sung by Ronan Keating
Evanescent: Short Lived
Chapter I Silver Linings: Family Portrait
The whole city was covered with white and the night sky was a blanket of stars to that winter evening. By the moist pavement of the busy streets of London a little girl of four could make out the features of the city suspended in the cold. Shivering, she hugged her white winter coat closer to her body. The wind was blowing a bit harsher than usual and the edge of her velvety dress is damp. She's been walking for hours and her dark stresses are all thrown in different directions by the wind.
From one side of the street she could hear a small group singing Christmas carols as passersby hastily makes their way through the crowd mostly to get to their homes as early as possible. It was Christmas Eve after all.
For that little girl this year's Christmas is different, for this year she is in a foreign country with her parents revealing something to her – they are getting divorced. For a four year old like her to understand such a word is way too much to expect but she knew it was something bad, something unhappy, something that will change her life forever and for that reason she was by the streets of London sobbing every now and then.
She soon found herself in a park and helped herself in one of the swings.
To say that she is sad would have to be an understatement for she was downright upset. She need not have to ask for a logical or scientific explanation of everything that transpired for the expression in her mother and father's eyes were enough to tell her everything – it was all over.
She tried to fight her tears away but tried in vain.
But she has to be strong.
"You know, there's nothing wrong in crying, at times you just have to let it all out," a voice said from the swing beside her.
She turned her head to see a boy about her age handing out to her a handkerchief.
"But it would be better if you learn to wipe them," he said not waiting for her to accept the kerchief and wiping her face lightly and afterwards tucking it in his breast pocket.
The girl looked at him confused.
"Every cloud has a silver lining. The world may make you cry today, but you'll smile certainly by tomorrow," the lad said looking intently at the sky.
"Your parents must be worried of you. You should go home," he said giving a light bow, leaving the girl to herself once again.
"A silver lining, huh?" the girl said to herself wiping her eyes with the back of her hand looking at the now vacant swing beside her.
Moments afterwards her mother appeared on the park together with her father a mixture of worry and relief plastered on their faces.
Her mother cried as she embraced her like as if letting go of her would make her vanish in thin air.
"I'm so sorry… I really am" she heard her say.
"I understand Mom, I really do…" the girl said with courage this time not fighting her tears any longer and letting them fall freely.
She then felt another pair of arms embrace her and her mother and realized it to be her father's.
"I'm sorry too…" he softly said.
That very evening the girl went back to her hometown with her mother leaving her father.
She did not know that it was the last time she was going to see him for not more than an hour later one of the worst earthquakes in history struck the city causing the death of thousands.
"Every cloud has a silver lining. The world may make you cry today, but you'll smile certainly by tomorrow,"
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