Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Verhaal ❯ Verhaal Inizio ( Chapter 1 )
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Verhaal
by weiss kittyn
Armies have conquered
And fallen in the end
Kingdoms have risen
Then buried by sand
The Earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
She puts us to sleep and
In her light we'll awake
We'll all be forgotten
There's no endless fame
But everything we do
Is never in vain
::NeverEnding Story::Within Temptation::
~*~
My name is Takatori Mamoru. Well, at least thats the name I was born under. I've had many names since then. Bombay. Weiß. Omi. I have to admit, that of all of them, I miss Omi the most. I have the fondest memories as Omi. Now, I am nameless, really. I answer to any name you wish to call me.
I didn't come here to tell you about my name. I came with a story. It's not a very good story, or very long... But its all mine. It's the only thing I have left that I can call mine any more. Not even my heart. I gave that away to a special person. I never once regretted the loss, though I sometimes wonder.
What would have gone differently, had I not?
I'm not old... Not by any stretch of the imagination. But often, I feel older than the planet itself. I wonder why I'm still alive after all this time, and then I remember that I'm only twenty nine. Imagine that. I could be ninety, but I'm barely thirty. My love would have been twenty seven. Yesteryday, I believe. I put flowers on his gravesite to honor him. I also saw the oldest one there. I think he knew I was going to be there at that time, and arranged to be there to meet me. The oldest one has the Sight. It made him a very dangerous enemy, and a valuable ally.
When he chose to ally himself with me.
Truly, he had no choice. But that is another story. Maybe I'll tell you that one? It would certainly fall within the boundaries of mine. Very well, if you insist. I will tell his story. I will tell the stories of us all. How we started. How we came to be. And how we came to cease to be.
Here are the stories. Here is my verhaal.
by weiss kittyn
Armies have conquered
And fallen in the end
Kingdoms have risen
Then buried by sand
The Earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
She puts us to sleep and
In her light we'll awake
We'll all be forgotten
There's no endless fame
But everything we do
Is never in vain
::NeverEnding Story::Within Temptation::
~*~
My name is Takatori Mamoru. Well, at least thats the name I was born under. I've had many names since then. Bombay. Weiß. Omi. I have to admit, that of all of them, I miss Omi the most. I have the fondest memories as Omi. Now, I am nameless, really. I answer to any name you wish to call me.
I didn't come here to tell you about my name. I came with a story. It's not a very good story, or very long... But its all mine. It's the only thing I have left that I can call mine any more. Not even my heart. I gave that away to a special person. I never once regretted the loss, though I sometimes wonder.
What would have gone differently, had I not?
I'm not old... Not by any stretch of the imagination. But often, I feel older than the planet itself. I wonder why I'm still alive after all this time, and then I remember that I'm only twenty nine. Imagine that. I could be ninety, but I'm barely thirty. My love would have been twenty seven. Yesteryday, I believe. I put flowers on his gravesite to honor him. I also saw the oldest one there. I think he knew I was going to be there at that time, and arranged to be there to meet me. The oldest one has the Sight. It made him a very dangerous enemy, and a valuable ally.
When he chose to ally himself with me.
Truly, he had no choice. But that is another story. Maybe I'll tell you that one? It would certainly fall within the boundaries of mine. Very well, if you insist. I will tell his story. I will tell the stories of us all. How we started. How we came to be. And how we came to cease to be.
Here are the stories. Here is my verhaal.