Sketches: Noble
Kisoku no Yanagi
The second chapter of Sketches. I suppose this could be called a drabble collection, though maybe not.
Eliwood's POV
Everyone calls me noble.
I suppose it fits. I am, after all, heir to Pherae, future marquess to it's people.
But everyone says it's different.
They say that I have this air, this regal, just bearing about me, that makes people just flock to me.
And I think that might be true.
But maybe it isn't.
I don't really think I'm all that special. After all, Lyn also has this air, I believe, and Hector has it, albeit sparingly.
And I don't think that it really matters, does it? After all, I'm human, aren't I? I've always tried to mingle, to make myself as much like a commoner as possible. I mean, I don't want to be a faceless official in a mansion, working my people like slaves.
I'm human, just like everyone else, after all. I feel the same way they do, albeit a bit more eloquently. I feel the same sorrow, the same anger, the same hatred, the same happiness.
I'm noble, but I'm human first.
So...
So...
So...
Maybe I can be both?
Can I be a noble human?
Can I only be kind, gentle, noble?
Or can I also be sad, joyful, with all the emotions at the extremes of humanity?
I think...I can be both.
I will. I will be a noble human.
I swear it.
Owari
A bit shorter than Worthless, but oh well. The original title for this was Monarch, but Noble seemed to work better.
Gojyo: You little turnip, give Sain an appearance!
Why? So you two can compare notes?
Gojyo: OH NO! You're telepathic!
...Gojyo, go pass out somewhere. Preferably with deep water, piranhas, and toxic fumes.
Anyways, please review, again. And if any of you have any complaints on this story, please, let me know. I won't change my writing style to accommodate, but I will try my best to change it if it's a major flaw.