Magic Knight Rayearth Fan Fiction ❯ Misery ❯ Chapter 1
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By: Purin-chan 
They really should put angst as one of the genres... Well this is an Alcyone POV. Why? Because we're at a lack people. Plus I pity her...
Anime/Manga: Magic Knight Rayearth Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Updated On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 565 | Visits: 846 | Status: Completed
They really should put angst as one of the genres... Well this is an Alcyone POV. Why? Because we're at a lack people. Plus I pity her...
Anime/Manga: Magic Knight Rayearth Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Updated On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 565 | Visits: 846 | Status: Completed
Misery
Purin-chan: I'm really in a sad mood ;_;. This fic will be from Alcyone's POV. Why
Alcyone? Because we're at a lack. Besides, I cried when she died ;_;, and I feel sorry
for her. Her thoughts while she was in that room (You know about when she started
crying about not having died with Zagato).
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Wh y did I live? Even after he died?
Why...
Hot tears are streaming down my cheeks. I've never felt so miserable in my entire life,
even when I found out that he loved Emeraude hime...
Emeraude hime...that cruel witch...
I should be worried about Cephiro shouldn't I? Now that she's dead it's all crumbling
away...
Let it crumble, I don't care now that Zagato-sama is gone...
Itoshii Zagato-sama... (My dear beloved Zagato-sama)
I lived for him, and he tossed me aside like yesterday's trash. What is the meaning of
life? To be rejected by the one you love?
Life is cruel, live with it.
But I don't want to...Let me end my miserable life...
But my heart continues to beat for him, even though he's not here anymore...
It's haunting me...
His memory is keeping me awake, making me pitiful, weak, and miserable.
I curl up into a ball and pull the sheets closer to my body. But it doesn't make a
difference, I still feel cold and lonely...
Nothing can bring back the warmth I felt when I was with him. Nothing.
My eyes hurt. I think I've cried all my tears out. The pain is still there, however.
I stare at the reflection in my mirror. Who is she? What happened to the happy
person I used to be? The one that learned magic from Doshi Clef alongside Zagato-
sama? All there is now is a crying bitch that refuses to let go...
A hated crying bitch that will forever be alone...
The tears return. They're so hot, it feels as if they're burning my skin.
The pillows are wet, wet and cold from the tears that stained them, yet somehow,
they feel comfortable...
I bury my face into the pillow and wish with all my heart that I was dead.
If only Cephiro could grant wishes like that...
I bite my bottom lip, causing blood to seep out.
But it didn't hurt. I didn't feel anything because I was already in so much pain. It's as
if I can't feel anything anymore.
Except the pain and misery of losing a loved one...
I lift my face away from the pillow and notice a small red spot in the middle of the
dampened pillow.
Blood...
Blood that flows from my broken heart...
The heart I stopped listening to since he died...
Tears well up in my eyes again from his memory. I get up out of bed and walk over to
the mirror.
My eyes are red and full of tears. I notice streaks along my cheeks where they rolled
down. I touched my hand to the mirror and tried to will the image away.
As if it heard my wish, the lights went out and I felt the mirror crack against my
fingers.
It's so dark...
and cold...
and lonely...
Misery
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Purin-chan: Quite short if I do say so myself ;_; but it took longer than I had expected
(30 minutes). I need to do an angst fic for H/E and F/F.
Please review.
Purin-chan: I'm really in a sad mood ;_;. This fic will be from Alcyone's POV. Why
Alcyone? Because we're at a lack. Besides, I cried when she died ;_;, and I feel sorry
for her. Her thoughts while she was in that room (You know about when she started
crying about not having died with Zagato).
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wh y did I live? Even after he died?
Why...
Hot tears are streaming down my cheeks. I've never felt so miserable in my entire life,
even when I found out that he loved Emeraude hime...
Emeraude hime...that cruel witch...
I should be worried about Cephiro shouldn't I? Now that she's dead it's all crumbling
away...
Let it crumble, I don't care now that Zagato-sama is gone...
Itoshii Zagato-sama... (My dear beloved Zagato-sama)
I lived for him, and he tossed me aside like yesterday's trash. What is the meaning of
life? To be rejected by the one you love?
Life is cruel, live with it.
But I don't want to...Let me end my miserable life...
But my heart continues to beat for him, even though he's not here anymore...
It's haunting me...
His memory is keeping me awake, making me pitiful, weak, and miserable.
I curl up into a ball and pull the sheets closer to my body. But it doesn't make a
difference, I still feel cold and lonely...
Nothing can bring back the warmth I felt when I was with him. Nothing.
My eyes hurt. I think I've cried all my tears out. The pain is still there, however.
I stare at the reflection in my mirror. Who is she? What happened to the happy
person I used to be? The one that learned magic from Doshi Clef alongside Zagato-
sama? All there is now is a crying bitch that refuses to let go...
A hated crying bitch that will forever be alone...
The tears return. They're so hot, it feels as if they're burning my skin.
The pillows are wet, wet and cold from the tears that stained them, yet somehow,
they feel comfortable...
I bury my face into the pillow and wish with all my heart that I was dead.
If only Cephiro could grant wishes like that...
I bite my bottom lip, causing blood to seep out.
But it didn't hurt. I didn't feel anything because I was already in so much pain. It's as
if I can't feel anything anymore.
Except the pain and misery of losing a loved one...
I lift my face away from the pillow and notice a small red spot in the middle of the
dampened pillow.
Blood...
Blood that flows from my broken heart...
The heart I stopped listening to since he died...
Tears well up in my eyes again from his memory. I get up out of bed and walk over to
the mirror.
My eyes are red and full of tears. I notice streaks along my cheeks where they rolled
down. I touched my hand to the mirror and tried to will the image away.
As if it heard my wish, the lights went out and I felt the mirror crack against my
fingers.
It's so dark...
and cold...
and lonely...
Misery
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~
Purin-chan: Quite short if I do say so myself ;_; but it took longer than I had expected
(30 minutes). I need to do an angst fic for H/E and F/F.
Please review.