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Title: Spreading You Across The Land
Pairing: Sango/Sesshomaru
Fandom: InuYasha
Theme: #98 Ashes
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any related characters. You know what I just realized? I have absolutely no problem with killing characters off. It’s kind of sad isn’t it? If I were a reader, I’d be slightly weirded out by it, too.
When he fell, so did she. When his silver head hit the ground, her heart dropped to the floor, tightened and burst. She rushed to his side as he opened his eyes. Every single one of her limbs seemed to drop beside the Demon Lord. They were opposites, yet the same. The only difference she could truly see was the fact that she was the alive… and he wasn’t. She buried her face in his chest, sobbing. He lifted a bloody hand to wipe away her tears, but it didn’t quite reach her. It dropped. He died.
They burned his body. His ashes were spread across the Western Land. She watched and fell to the ground, her lips touching its coldness. Her heart was dead. There was no other way to describe it. And she cried. For days and days, she did nothing but cry. Her heart was dead. He had taken it away. He was dead.
Pairing: Sango/Sesshomaru
Fandom: InuYasha
Theme: #98 Ashes
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any related characters. You know what I just realized? I have absolutely no problem with killing characters off. It’s kind of sad isn’t it? If I were a reader, I’d be slightly weirded out by it, too.
When he fell, so did she. When his silver head hit the ground, her heart dropped to the floor, tightened and burst. She rushed to his side as he opened his eyes. Every single one of her limbs seemed to drop beside the Demon Lord. They were opposites, yet the same. The only difference she could truly see was the fact that she was the alive… and he wasn’t. She buried her face in his chest, sobbing. He lifted a bloody hand to wipe away her tears, but it didn’t quite reach her. It dropped. He died.
They burned his body. His ashes were spread across the Western Land. She watched and fell to the ground, her lips touching its coldness. Her heart was dead. There was no other way to describe it. And she cried. For days and days, she did nothing but cry. Her heart was dead. He had taken it away. He was dead.