Huh. I just noticed, but…most (actually all) of these shorts I've put up are semi-depressing aren't they? This is the last one of these, I promise. Heheh, I saved a good one for tomorrow, so look forward to it, okay?
Jya, yomimashou ka?
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White.
Snow white.
Ever since I was a child, scorned, cursed, and beaten, I've seen white.
My skin, despite the patterns of bruises the tribe covered me with, stubbornly remained a pure, crisp white.
My hair too, even with the dust and mud, it too stayed white, hiding my equally pale eyes.
And finally, my greatest shame, my white wings.
White, white, white.
The color of purity. The color of good fortune. A sign of peace.
It's a curse.
I'm no pure being. I'm a misfit, a half-breed.
I have no peace, no fortune, and no home.
I can't even call myself a demon.
But then, you appeared.
You, with your chocolate brown eyes, your long silky dark hair, and your warm skin.
You aren't white. But you're pure.
You look at me, and erase all my troubles, my rage, my hatred. All of that is washed away.
Your gaze makes me feel pure and clean.
You accept me, and laugh. You made me your friend.
You rescued me with your purity.
You are pure.
Ever since you read me that western fairy tale Snow White, I knew.
The girl in the story was a pure soul, who loved everyone and was able to help them find the light.
You are that person. You are Snow White.
I have decided. I will protect your purity.
Even if my body and soul are stained with red, I will protect you.
Even if I am overcome by darkness, I will protect you.
Even if the world would fall into chaos, I will protect you.
For you are my Snow White.
You are my purity.
What happens to me does not matter. All I need is to be with you, and I am healed.
This is my choice. It is my destiny.
I will protect you to the end.
So please, continue living as you have been.
Your smile is more precious to me than anything else I can ask for.
If you smile, I can do anything.
When you cry…I am covered with stains that will never fade.
So please…never cry.
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I don't think I need to explain who it is, but I will. Seat number 15 Sakurazaki Setsuna, regarding her feelings for her princess. As for a timeline…before the events in Kyoto, perhaps?
Anyway, that's it for today. Ki wo tsukete~!
Jya yomimashou: Well then, let us read
Ki wo tsukete: take care