Better Things.

Summary: Odd little thing I came up with one night about Ashitaka's little sister looking back.

Disclaimer: ... I owneth nowthing.

I have only one sibling. A brother. A prince. The prince.

If you asked the villagers, however, they would say I am an only child. That I never had a brother, and they never had a prince. They forget how he risked his life for ours! How he fought where others lagged. And they—

No.

The village elders could do nothing. Neither could its soldiers. He left to face his fate. He knew he had to abandon his past to do it. And if it weren't for that "Emperor" we wouldn't have to have such strict laws. He wouldn't—

No.

The emperor could not have seen through his greed. Though sometimes I wonder how anyone could be so blind. Or does he simply not care how many lives he ruins? Or does he—

No.

No one could have for seen the boar. If the boar hadn't cursed him, hadn't been cursed... was he cursed for a reason I wonder? Or simply out of hate and spite? Feelings that had nothing to do with my brother, or our village, or—

No.

What's done is done. I am a princess. I musn't lose my composure, I am the last of our royal line, because of that—

No.

It's over. He's gone. He loved me and I love him. I will always remember him. As the strongest, bravest, kindest prince our village has ever known. And he will always remember me. He promised.

Though sometimes, I can't help but wonder, if the girl he remembers exists anymore?

No.

No, she doesn't. She was left behind for better things she didn't need.