InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Laconic ❯ Misplaced Thread ( Chapter 11 )

Misplaced Thread

Word Count: 200

 

At the end of the century, he feels old.

 

It's not as new a feeling as he expected it would be; it has not snuck up and surprised him as he always believed it would. No, instead it has seated itself down beside him and wrapped a friendly arm about his shoulders, like an old friend.

 

This he cannot fathom, for he has always walked beside time and not with it, but Sesshoumaru feels his age pulling him down into a time he cannot grasp, a world he thinks must be alien.

 

Perhaps it is because he has sat with longevity for so long, that he once mistook it for eternity, and thought to wait forever. But so many lives he has seen through the corners of his eyes, seen spun and unraveled by time, that it - or she - must have slipped past him among the many threads. Something tells him that his thread should have been cut long ago.

 

And for once in his life he is almost frightened, almost afraid of missing her, never catching her, as he watches the time whirl by faster and faster, leaving him alone and misplaced on the thread that time keeps spinning.