Submitted originally to IYfic for Mismatched. Won first position.
He was strong as a rock and she, delicate as a flower. His hair was molten silver and hers, raven black. A thousand golden suns shone in the splendour of his eyes; hers were the black secret of an ebon night.
Mismatched.
The dog general and Izayoi, Sesshoumaru and Rin, Inuyasha and Kagome…all mismatched, as different from each other as night from day.
And yet, their love had stood the test of time while hers melted away with the morning mist.
The Lady of the West ran a pearl comb through her long silver hair, as a pair of cold, haughty eyes gazed at her lonesome reflection in a crystal mirror.
The moon and the ocean – mismatched or complementing?
She had been his perfect match. Silver for silver, gold for gold, ice for glittering shard of ice. And yet…
Had the mirror lied to her?
The Lady frowned, anger rising as warmth to her cheeks. She threw her golden goblet at the mirror, shattering it into a thousand pieces.
The pieces laughed out at her.
In the broken mirror, her reflection was lonesome a thousand times over.