Song: Good World by Martha Tilston (I want to stand on the edge of a cliff, just to feel brave.)
Characters: Near, Matt and Mello, deciding for themselves when they'll die.
Rating: M
Genre: Horror, death.
Warnings: Suicide and emo's.
A/N: Alternative lyrics: Everybody's saying that there's no hope on Earth. We should build a spaceship and perform the next rebirth.
Hit shuffle on your playlist, and write a drabble in the time it takes each song to play.
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Hopeless.
That's what this is. Completely and utterly hopeless.
So we're giving up. Screw Kira. Screw L. Screw humanity.
We're leaving, and no one can stop us.
There's something exhilarating about standing on the edge of a cliff. An urge, to jump off, just to see what flying would feel like. Except that's what we're doing this time. Jumping, with full intention not to survive the fall.
We're flying away before they pull us in too deep.
We stepped forward, in unplanned synchronisation, and the earth fell away beneath our feet. And then we were falling, but it was flying. We grew wings and flew to Heaven, of our own accord.
It felt good to make the decision ourselves.