Dear little white witch, why do you mourn?
Cold fingers cascaded softly over the documents laid strewn across the table, the leg unevenly tipping and distraught, noted silently. Fingers impatiently tapping and mesmerizing clockwork ticking down the time until it all ceases. Very little time remained until the Tsukiyama Extermination would be pushed into action. A troubled ticking, radiating. Pausing over a single document, sealed under many more. A swiftly hidden paper, choosing words of name, many listed deceased, others lacking fame. Pausing over one name, cold fingers stop their tapping. To note the little damned white witch, listed oh so blandly.
Do your spells, overwhelm the broken and torn?
Your daunt masquerade, and porcelain form.
Please hold me until I can't refrain.
"Maman?" a soft voice sounded from a corridor wedged between many filing containers and bookshelves cast aside.
The male raised his head, attention very tender yet so unprecise.
"Saiko?" a melody so frail.
She held a little book, scribbled and torn.
Like a child's coloring book, after a tense storm.
"I made a friend." spoke from the lips of death to I.
"Oh?"
She held out the book, fingers tightly tensed , information scrawled in present and past tense.
Drawings of a child, masks and toys.
A tale of a ghoul whose story is forlorn.
Familiar pains, brain ceasing to contain.
A face of someone who speaks his name.
"We met during the Mask.. Operation.." Hesitant presentation.
"What was her name?" Unprocessed collapse.
"Her name..?" A demon's last wish.
Dreaded flatline, mind quirking chime.
Run your cold fingers against that of time.
Touch me until you can feel my heart rewind.
"Mauri Immiki." That voice of bellowing cries.
A mask of one-eye, tremolo lullaby.
Misty white hair and god-sinning eye.
...
Hold out your hand, so I can remember the day I die.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Broken Promises ||
Hayran KurguA young girl was abducted by Aogiri at nineteen years of age, she was enlisted in the CCG academy before her abduction. As she realized she was alone, without any string to pull herself back into humanity. She was left to be consumed, by the past t...
