Title: Surely A Soul is Eternal
Rating: K
Word Count: 267
Pairings: none
Genre: Intraspective
Surely a soul is eternal. When my mother tried to explain death to me as a child she kept using words like soul, spirit and "physical body:" For a long time after this, every morning I woke up I looked in the mirror to be sure that I had not died and been reincarnated. I thought a soul would feel the same no matter where it was, so you could never be too sure.
I can't help but stare a little longer when I meet her, gaze: longer, I mean, than chance eye contact with anyone else. Eyes are supposed to be the windows to the soul, and I wonder sometimes just what our's looks like. I am 5 again and peering in the mirror, wondering if I really was reincarnated.
But surely a soul is eternal: The same now as ever. I want to believe that. I don't want my soul to be just another random component in the universe, because isn't it my identity? Am I not merely a soul encased in a body wandering thru this world? Kikyou looks back at me and I wonder if she thinks the same way. Are we fated to stare into each other like a mirror wondering if the soul is mine or hers or no one's at all?
Surely souls are eternal and so I must be Kikyou: Fated, Star-crossed, destined to finish this story. My identity depends so much on shards of a shiny rock and it's history that keeps repeating and resonating endlessly... eternally.