Two pairs of sisters, two different eras. Throught the heterochromatic eyes of a living doll.
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Outside, she was still the motionless stone statue of a doll, but inside, Suiseiseki was a keen observer. Her red and green eyes were the only connection she had with the outside world; a room within a giant war machine, shared by 2 loving sisters. Sisters who were as close as twins; who shared an intimate bond which she would never again experience.
She found herself boiled with anger, a jealous anger, whenever Luna and Meyrin shared some pillow talks, a girl hug, or a whispered secret. But at times, her eyes would stare enviously at the sisters, as they swoon over the handsome charming Commander Zala, or gossip with the charismatic gay Commander Westenfluss. Even more when Luna stood up for Meyrin when she gets bullied; just like how Souseiseki would protect her from any danger. Sometimes, she almost found herself laughing like Suigintou, an evil cackle of satisfaction, whenever the sisters quarreled. But when the sisters seemed on the verge of disowning each other, she suddenly wanted them to get back together and patch things up again. Despite her envy, jealousy, she would never, ever want to see the sisters separate. There's no way she'd want them to experience that numbing pain. She'd prefer them to stay as they were. At least they'll be an anchor for her slipping sanity; something she could still hang on to; a happy past.
The sisters; they were an alternate reality for her; a reality where she could sit and sing along with Souseiseki in a garden of blooming flowers and trees. Where Souseiseki would be leading her by hand as they explored their new metallic environment; where Souseiseki would defend her when the gay bitch playfully teased her about Commander Zala, or glared back at the mean girlish blondie whenever he gave her the cold gaze. Where Souseiseki would always come back as she promised, after leaving in her gigantic armor to fight their enemy.
Yes, Souseiseki is still here, by my side. She is still alive.
Maybe it had been days, or weeks, or months since her stay at the sisters' room. Until one calm, silent night, Luna entered their room. She was cold as stone; motionless, emotionless. She saw her slowly sitting down on the bed. Then, Luna saw her, on top of the shelf. Gingerly, she took her down, held her in a warm, constricting embrace.
"Meyrin is dead. She is dead." She whispered.
No, no, no, no! This is not true! This is not happening!
"They killed her... Murdered her…" A few controlled sobs seethed out between her whispers.
"I will never forgive them. Never."
She cringed at the immense hatred radiating from the once cheery girl, as Luna stroked her dainty little face.
"Lil' Mey…my angelic lil' Mey. Dearest lil' sister Mey."
She kissed her forehead before she walk out of the dark room, a vengeful spirit with icy blue eyes.
For the first time in a whole millennia, Suiseiseki cried.
A delusioned and in denial Suiseiseki, plus a psychotic Luna...Just hope you had a good read. Thanks for dropping by.