PSL: Note I am not the original writer of this story. My friend on DA as GodTiger wrote this and gave it to me. I edited some of the grammatical errors that screamed at me. This main story though is GodTiger's. It fits as a sort of prequel to Polka's Sonata.
Disclaimer: I do not own this story it is copyright of GodTiger. I do not own any characters of ES. So no suing! Artistic critique advised. Flames not so much.
~Falling Petals~
"You're all nothing more than fictional characters that I created in my mind! " That was what he had said.
Polka sighed as she watched Ritardando from above the cliff of Tenuto. Why? Why did he have to say all that? Why did he have to fight them?
" We'll see if I'm truly such a Weak human being!" She smiled as she thought of those words.
Was he always like this way? When they had first met, of course he was a bit silly and odd but she'd liked him. She'd partly believed him when he said this was his dream. But not in a sense that "This" was a dream but in a sense nothing and nowhere was absolute reality. He seemed more distant as they fought together.
He stayed only a bit more… She'd looked up to the sky as he began to tell her, he was no longer going to stay here.
Tears filled her eyes remembering the last place he went before his final goodbyes to this world was in Heaven's Fields.
If only…if only…she'd could of made him stay a little more.
Maybe he… no… He needed to sleep, his family on the other world. No he never would have been happier here. But she needed him,
Polka needed him.
PSL: Hope you enjoyed the story. I felt it was very touching and in place. A sequel story to Polka's Sonata shall be written in Frederic's Point of View. Please review!