I wish this could all end, right now.
I am sorry…for all of this…
Yojimbo.
The sakura are so beautiful, they do not deserve to be seen by one such as myself.
There is no hesitation now, no words of solace. Just silent resolve to kill you and kill you quickly.
But my soul cannot be comforted.
Lulu looks you straight on, whispering as if it would hurt me less not to hear your killing curse, "Flare."
The pain that penetrates is no less than before.
The part of me that dies is no smaller.
I clamp my lips tightly to keep the sobs, the screams, the pleas, inside. I will not allow for weakness.
You would not allow for weakness.
The dog so faithfully at your side collapses, panting.
The beautiful cloak is tattered and torn, sweeping the floor.
My eyes behold the darkness, a deeper darkness than Yu Yevon, consume you.
Another life, another scar…and I am sorry.
