The sky's depressing grey blue was pressing down on him,foreshadowing inevitable grief that loomed over his head.
It was pouring.
The damp streets left a whiff of a change. He knew after the curtain of rain would cease,there will be a new life sprawling in front of him.
A new beginning.
An end. A death.
The sound of the rain echoed his impatience. An impatient babble.
And petals of rose fell from the window above,falling to his feet like ashes.
The dream had smoldered to an end. And what remained of it was ashes, that looked cruelly like rose petals.
He had dreamt of that paradise. The dream of peace and bliss. And without so much of a sound, the dreams shattered. Wisps of them remained, a sweet pleasure,indistinguishable from the weight of its sadness.
The shredded petals of the rose,now fallen on the damp street reflected them. Scattered like broken glass. The pieces of his dreams that pierced the nothingness. How strange that those rose petals looked like drops of blood.
Was he bleeding?
No.
He was empty. He couldn't bleed.
He couldn't feel.
He couldn't cry. He was dead.
Was the sky being kind enough to cry for him?
No,the sky was singing a funeral song.
He dropped the bouquet and walked away, seeing nothing.
Seeing everything....
.....Goodnight.
So long, Adieu.
Merveilleux! you captured the essence beautifully. Is this for whom I think it is? ;))
ReplyDeletebtw thats one of my fav pics of Cheza <3
Damn >_<
ReplyDeleteYou beat me to it...I was gonna do something of the sort...been on my mind for a few days...write stuff based on anime characters out of the lack of situations in real life where I can feel emotions like this...but this is really good...and I'm a fan now...
But though its the feeling that matters most some things do seem kinda contradictory...and Cowboy Bebop is and always will be my favorite show of all time...I still love Faye Valentine...think I was the one who recommended you watch it...but thing is though its my favorite show it left so many things unanswered...especially about Vicious and Julia and what happened on that day...maybe Vicious is just as he is shown or maybe there's more to him than what you see in the show...damn if only they'd have made things clearer...through an arc perhaps about what happened in the past and Spike's days in Red Dragon.but then again it could kill the whole mystery about the show...thats one of the reasons why I loved it...it leaves so much for you to make out on your own and you can come up with so many different conclusions by yourself...I might put something up like this on Vicious...or maybe about Vincent Volaju another really good character...people I have a few things in common with...if this was for real with all of us as characters in the show I'd be chosen for Vicious or Vincent...most definitely...
sugoi sugoi desu!!! @_@
ReplyDeletevery well done ashu... and i'm even more surprised that i can understand it ^_^
"He was empty. He couldn't bleed.
He couldn't feel.
He couldn't cry. He was dead."
hollow existence warrants sympathy but detests it...
"the sky was singing a funeral song.
He dropped the bouquet and walked away, seeing nothing."
that reminds of classic movie endings... @_@