Disclaimer: I own Chrono, yes I do! I'm a liar, how 'bout you!
Author's Note: See chapter one or chapter seven.
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Ticks of the Clock
Sealed
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You sealed yourself away once, Chrono. In the tomb where I found you. Why you did so, I don't know. . . but I have a feeling it was for her. Mary Magdalene. I saw the way you stared at her picture, Chrono, the painting in the convent. You sealed yourself away with her, for fifty long years of nothingness.
Now you've done it again, Chrono. Only this time, it wasn't for her.
It was for me.
And as I stand here, staring at you—your mutated and scaly body hanging, as if crucified, from that large, spiteful cross, I can't help but wonder. . . Is this how Magdalene would have felt, had she been alive? When you sealed yourself away because of her. . . would she have felt like crying? Like screaming? Like dying?
Of course. . . she was already dead. But not me. . . I'm alive, Chrono. I'm still here. And you've left me. You. Left. Me. Don't give me that shit about wanting to save my life—if you really cared, you wouldn't have left me alone!
. . . No. No, I know you care. I shouldn't be so cruel. . .
But neither should you. I'm not letting you take the easy way out, Chrono. I won't let you stay on that bloody crucifix one moment longer.
I will awaken you one more time— if it's the last thing I do.
. . . And it just might be.
(Note: I just read volume 5 for the first time today. And I cried. . . I cried so fricken' hard! AAAAAAUGH!)