Post by Ayakura Alisa on Mar 8, 2014 9:40:10 GMT -5
I had visited Chidori's apartment for what I figured would be the last time - going back in there again would probably make me bawl like a baby again. In my arms I held Chidori's sketchbook, which was... Well, literally just there in plain sight at her table. I had been sitting on the swingset at the playground again, alone. My eyes were still swollen. I started to open the sketchbook, looking at the art that Chidori made throughout the course of her life. Very riveting stuff. Colorful. Vivid. Evocative. As I continued to admire the stuff she did - there was an element of childlike fantasy in it, one that reminded me that deep down inside she was still a youthful soul with dreams and aspirations too. Flipping through, I soon saw a piece of art that made my heartstrings get pulled a little.
It was a drawing of... ...It was a drawing of Chidori and myself... At a swingset. This very swingset, like the day I first actually got to spend time with her. "Why...? Why did you have to go...?" I could feel tears welling in my eyes again. My hands trembled as I flipped through the pages again. There were more drawings. This time, drawings of me... In various artistic references. Either she really had a high opinion of me, or... She actually saw something in me. I saw something in her, too. She helped me, mature as a person. She was someone I could trust. Someone I could care for, too... And I failed! I had failed, failed on a fundamental level, to protect her!
My parents were capable people, but they too, were swallowed by the devilish maw of the Shadows. And now, this... This terrible fate befell Chidori...! I couldn't forgive them for doing that... But most of all, I couldn't... I couldn't forgive myself for allowing it to happen to her! Closing the sketchbook and clutching it against my chest, I looked up at the sky, and screamed as loudly as I could.
"Why!?"
Any poor schlep who saw me must probably be thinking of me as a crazy woman... But I didn't give a two shits about that. Another person I cared for has been taken away. Taken away by Shadows no less. I cried. I cried and I cried...
It was a drawing of... ...It was a drawing of Chidori and myself... At a swingset. This very swingset, like the day I first actually got to spend time with her. "Why...? Why did you have to go...?" I could feel tears welling in my eyes again. My hands trembled as I flipped through the pages again. There were more drawings. This time, drawings of me... In various artistic references. Either she really had a high opinion of me, or... She actually saw something in me. I saw something in her, too. She helped me, mature as a person. She was someone I could trust. Someone I could care for, too... And I failed! I had failed, failed on a fundamental level, to protect her!
My parents were capable people, but they too, were swallowed by the devilish maw of the Shadows. And now, this... This terrible fate befell Chidori...! I couldn't forgive them for doing that... But most of all, I couldn't... I couldn't forgive myself for allowing it to happen to her! Closing the sketchbook and clutching it against my chest, I looked up at the sky, and screamed as loudly as I could.
"Why!?"
Any poor schlep who saw me must probably be thinking of me as a crazy woman... But I didn't give a two shits about that. Another person I cared for has been taken away. Taken away by Shadows no less. I cried. I cried and I cried...