as fic: at most, flowers (kurai)
Written for and cross-posted to 31_days.
AT MOST, FLOWERS.
Angel Sanctuary copyright Yuki Kaori.
Entry no. 321:
I feel it will take a lifetime to finish burying all the bodies. It seems the overpowering stench that permeates this kingdom knows no words. I myself do not know how I write this now; everything is a blur and I am at such a loss at what to do. Fortunately, Arakune is here with me still. I will not leave her. How can I? There is hardly anyone here anymore. Only nothingness exists.
Rebuilding will be even harder work. The only architecture they left standing is the palace itself, and what a ridiculous flag it makes, dominating over this broken and trashed empire. It is insulting, but my name is Kurai, and I am the 14th princess of Gehenna... I will avenge my people.
I still have not found Father's body.
My hands are stained with blood and smell delicious. I fear that I will one day become accustomed to this nauseating stench; moreover, I fear I am going insane. Dream-images of bodies piled one on top of another haunt me relentlessly, but they are not dreams, and I am not awake. I think I am in such a state of confusion that I look upon the sea of heavy corpses bleeding and can see their blood as nothing but fragrant and lush roses blooming deep-rooted into the soil, where at once I think suddenly of my own body's treacherous delicacy, of any body's treacherous delicacy, that with a bend and a snap or a crunch of bones we are all dead and forgotten.
I will not forgive God. We deserved better than this.
Alexiel-sama says, "Live."
14th Princess,
Kurai of Gehenna
END.
AT MOST, FLOWERS.
Angel Sanctuary copyright Yuki Kaori.
Entry no. 321:
I feel it will take a lifetime to finish burying all the bodies. It seems the overpowering stench that permeates this kingdom knows no words. I myself do not know how I write this now; everything is a blur and I am at such a loss at what to do. Fortunately, Arakune is here with me still. I will not leave her. How can I? There is hardly anyone here anymore. Only nothingness exists.
Rebuilding will be even harder work. The only architecture they left standing is the palace itself, and what a ridiculous flag it makes, dominating over this broken and trashed empire. It is insulting, but my name is Kurai, and I am the 14th princess of Gehenna... I will avenge my people.
I still have not found Father's body.
My hands are stained with blood and smell delicious. I fear that I will one day become accustomed to this nauseating stench; moreover, I fear I am going insane. Dream-images of bodies piled one on top of another haunt me relentlessly, but they are not dreams, and I am not awake. I think I am in such a state of confusion that I look upon the sea of heavy corpses bleeding and can see their blood as nothing but fragrant and lush roses blooming deep-rooted into the soil, where at once I think suddenly of my own body's treacherous delicacy, of any body's treacherous delicacy, that with a bend and a snap or a crunch of bones we are all dead and forgotten.
I will not forgive God. We deserved better than this.
Alexiel-sama says, "Live."
14th Princess,
Kurai of Gehenna
END.