InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inu Yasha Themes ❯ Windless ( Chapter 8 )

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Windless
 
It wasn't a light that faded; it was a flood across the entire sky. Weeping tears of fire, the sun was leaving blood in its wake.
Briefly, there was a shift in the breeze… and then nothing. The windless shroud that followed the bloody sun was broken only by birdsong, as if the creature was utterly devoid of any knowledge of the tilt of a suddenly unbalanced world.
Unless it possessed too much - its cry was a plaintive chant: too late, too late, too late.
`You don't actually have compassion for Kagura, do you?'
Was his brother too far away to hear, to feel the loss of the wind?
`Ridiculous.'
Why did he even bother seeking awareness of a hanyou's worthless heart when there was no importance to even his own?
`If that's the case, why sacrifice your sword?'
The question hung in the air, as empty as a wind-chime in a windless room.
`She has truly died in vain.'
He closed his eyes.
`Somehow, it seems that where there was a lacking in your heart, something has been born from it.'
He closed his heart.
It had been so easy once.
Surely, it still was?
 
 
FIN.