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Towards the End
By : Kana
The world has turned dark.
Clouds.
No sun. No moon. No stars.
Nothing …
The animals hide.
Away.
Away.
From everything.
Trust no one. Fear all. Basic rule. Often broken.
Bodies on the ground.
Rain washing away the trails of red blood.
Broken faces.
No truth.
A mirror. So we would realize…
But we don’t. We don’t understand. Of course we do not.
We think of ourselves as all powerful. Nothing will harm us. Nothing will …
And all shatters.
Breaks.
Is destroyed.
No hope.
No more.
In fact, there never was.
Life and Death.
Close. So close.
Walking hand in hand.
Inseparable.
Though today, Death will win.
Asriel falls, his hand still clutching his broken sword.
His mouth opening.
A silent scream leaving his lips.
So much destruction. So much pain.
Sadness. Blood. Tears.
No will to fight. Nothing left to fight for …
Alone. Dark.
"There's no way I'll give up. I will not!"
No one hears his words. There is no one to hear it anyway.
Swords keep on clashing against one other.
Hard steal against hard steal.
Time seems to slow down. Or speed up.
He isn't sure.
There is nothing to be sure off. Not anymore. Not now. Not after ...
The light still has not vanished. It's still there. Slumbering in his eyes.
Not the happy twinkling that used to be there just a couple of months ago.
Not the fierce shine that used to be there up till a couple of days ago.
Not the stubborn glow of refusal that was there only a few minutes ago.
No, those lights have disappeared. Perhaps forever.
There's only the light of slight madness, clinging to a hope long lost ...
"Tarik!!!!"
A cry. On a lonely battlefield.
Two man. Two countries. Two different parts of the world.
Lost. Probably forever.
"Tarik!!!!"
He isn't sure. Can't be sure.
But he think he hears his long time friend. Long lost as well.
"Asriel..."
He must be going crazy.
No, he has gone crazy.
Their movements stop. Nearly at the same time.
One sword broken. One falling out of a lifeless hand.
Two friends.
Seperated by time and land.
Never forgotten.
Together. Always. Everything they ever did.
Last gazes up to the sky.
Nothing left.
Broken bodies falling on the ground.
The sun stays hidden behind dark clouds.
Rain washing away the last trails of red blood.
No more fighting.
No more left to fight.
The world.
Shattered.
Everything.
Lost.
The End ...