Winter
By: Pinkjasmine
Prologue
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Summary: In the harsh winter cold, a hanyou wanders, dying, telling his tale of what happened so long ago.
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I feel the cold winter wind playing with my hair. The winter, so beautiful and fragile, yet so deadly.
The snow blankets the once green grass. I make footprints as I walk aimlessly, perhaps I'll find a cave to spend the night. I can try to find a couple of dry wood to build a small fire, though that would prove to be difficult since the snow has dampened most of the wood.
I look up at the heavens, somewhere that I shall soon be, I shall be able to leave this heathen land. My Kagome and friends has already gone to that sanctuary, and no longer has to suffer in this forsaken land.
I'm so cold, so lonely, my heart hungers for a companion to talk to.
Though you are not my first choice, you satisfy my need for a friend.
I know that I'm a hanyou; I should be tough, not weak. My exterior is cold, but deep inside I yearn for someone to love me, to care about me. I don't let that side show. But Kagome has helped me reveal that part of me.
The chill wind blows, I shiver to keep warm. My fingertips are numb; I close my fist to keep from getting a frostbite. One would think that with my demon blood coursing through my veins, it would shield me from the cold. But tonight's the night of the new moon; my human form is starting to emerge as the night is creeping closer and closer. The tips of my silver hair are tinged with black.
A human cannot keep the cold out of their body, except with the help of clothing, but my red haori is not the warmest thing in the world.
I know I'll die from hypothermia, but my heart has already died. How? You ask, let me tell you. . .
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A/N: Another angst fic. I love writing angst. I know that was a bit too short but I want to save everything for the next chapter. I know the P.O.V is a bit weird, but it will be explained at the end. This is going to be a pretty short fic. Please REVIEW!!!!! Thanx.
By: Pinkjasmine
Prologue
~
Summary: In the harsh winter cold, a hanyou wanders, dying, telling his tale of what happened so long ago.
~
I feel the cold winter wind playing with my hair. The winter, so beautiful and fragile, yet so deadly.
The snow blankets the once green grass. I make footprints as I walk aimlessly, perhaps I'll find a cave to spend the night. I can try to find a couple of dry wood to build a small fire, though that would prove to be difficult since the snow has dampened most of the wood.
I look up at the heavens, somewhere that I shall soon be, I shall be able to leave this heathen land. My Kagome and friends has already gone to that sanctuary, and no longer has to suffer in this forsaken land.
I'm so cold, so lonely, my heart hungers for a companion to talk to.
Though you are not my first choice, you satisfy my need for a friend.
I know that I'm a hanyou; I should be tough, not weak. My exterior is cold, but deep inside I yearn for someone to love me, to care about me. I don't let that side show. But Kagome has helped me reveal that part of me.
The chill wind blows, I shiver to keep warm. My fingertips are numb; I close my fist to keep from getting a frostbite. One would think that with my demon blood coursing through my veins, it would shield me from the cold. But tonight's the night of the new moon; my human form is starting to emerge as the night is creeping closer and closer. The tips of my silver hair are tinged with black.
A human cannot keep the cold out of their body, except with the help of clothing, but my red haori is not the warmest thing in the world.
I know I'll die from hypothermia, but my heart has already died. How? You ask, let me tell you. . .
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A/N: Another angst fic. I love writing angst. I know that was a bit too short but I want to save everything for the next chapter. I know the P.O.V is a bit weird, but it will be explained at the end. This is going to be a pretty short fic. Please REVIEW!!!!! Thanx.