A/N: Ideas for drabbles come out freely when I should be concentrating on my other fics. This started out centering on a random prayer from Miroku to Buddha, thus the title. Then it gravitated towards his death. But the title stays.
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Divine Grace
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The storm was only a light breeze to his numb body.
Let her kill Naraku. Let her live on and be happy. But Buddha, may she always remember…
Suddenly she is wrapping her arms around him. He yells for her to get away.
"I'm lost. You still have a chance…"
"Let's be lost together," she whispers, tears wetting his shoulders.
He's the most selfish in the moment that he shouldn't be.
As the void swallows them, he closes his eyes, but still can see her face.
And she can see his, a light forever shining in an equally eternal darkness.
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