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One of those days, I guess. I have no excuse for this one.
Oh, yes... this was the product of an hour challenge, though it
might have been better suited for a fifteen minute challenge... I blame
society. Everyone else does.
Broken Curse
Disclaimer: Paints are property of Takahashi-san, easel is mine, as
always...
10:11 PST -- Writing begins
Dear Diary,
I know. It's been a long time, but I've been busy... I guess I just
finished another chapter in my life, and it's time to talk about it...
But this is less about me, and more about... him.
I love him... Though I guess I wasn't good enough at showing him _how_
I loved him...
I remember when we first met. The simultaneous thrill of his beating--
Well... it was both a loss _and_ a victory for me, really. I was... a
little uncontrolled after it happened, and I'll admit... I reacted more
forcefully then I really should have. But I have to admit... when I saw
his curse for the first time in the furo... oh... it was...
He was beautiful. To me, even his cursed form was attractive... I
always saw him as a man, though, no matter what his form was. And I fell
in love with him... I can only damn myself for not telling him well
enough, but... I can't truly blame him for leaving me for... himself. He
was... he was so strangely gentle and... and...
I'm not sure how to deal with that, though. His cursed form was just
so... so... I don't know. He had the most expressive eyes, and I just
wanted to rush over and hug him, and hold him to me and tell him that
I'd not let it come between us... and that I'd love him forever...
But I can't, anymore. Because he _did_ leave me.
For his curse.
Well... There was a potential cure, and he jumped on the opportunity,
even though it meant betraying his closest friend -- at least, I always
_thought_ that he was his best friend... But he betrayed him, and took
the magic scroll, and used it, and the next thing I knew there were two
of him. One permanently uncursed, and one permanently cursed.
Sometimes he would talk to me about the time he was trapped in his
cursed form by magic. And he'd tell me that living his life trapped in
his cursed form was always the most frightening thing that he could
every think of...
I... I wish I could have had them both, as wrong as that sounds. I wish
I could have kept them, because I _did_ love them both, but I couldn't.
And... he left me... for himself.
Oh... I miss him... I miss him so much...
But he told me that I didn't understand, and the only person who ever
could understand was himself... Only he could understand the depths of
his own pain, and his own fears... And they started spending more time
together, ignoring me... it hurt so much to watch...
I still cry sometimes at night, when I remember the look in his eyes
the day he left my family home. That look of pity and... anger. Because
I wasn't good enough. Oh, why couldn't I have shown him that his curse
was acceptable to me before he ran off on that foolish quest for his
fake cure?
Oh, Ryouga, why did you leave me?
I... I have to go now, Diary. It's time to feed Katsunishiki again...
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10:38 PST -- Finished writing
Author's Note:
Some day, I'll actually USE the full hour allotted to write...
--
Haiku of my lament:
Forgive my spelling,
my U.S. education,
is the source of blame.
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