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Sanzo and Goku would be canon. ('lol')

Rated T for possibly implied slash and dark themes.

I don't remember what inspired this. I doubt it was anything good.

I guess this series would be of fic 'lite's, maybe? ('grin')

Anyway, enjoy. Peace, all.

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Tales From A Rainy Night

Breathing Sand

by Ghost Helwig

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Gojyo and Hakkai know to leave him alone.

He's lost too much – all he can see is endless dark, a forever night. It blinds him.

He probably isn't sane anymore, but who can tell?

(They worry for him, his once-friends, but he pushes and pushes and pushes – begs – until they finally go away, and leave him in the peace of his grieving madness.)

The sun is gone from his sky, the future wiped from his vision. When he breathes, he breathes in sand, the sand of this desert wasteland.

He's mourned this loss before. That makes it harder.

He thinks, maybe death would be better.

But choosing death would take thought. And when he thinks, he remembers his loss.

He wishes, often, that he'd been born blind.

Because there is no life, no hope, no anything in this heartless place of the dead-

Just as there is no life for Genjyo Sanzo without Son Goku.

--fini the second--