Drifting but your eyes are open now. And there is light and waking. Good morning...good morning.
I'll wait for you. All of you. Until then, good morning.
"There is....no goodbye when I know....I'll see you in the...savannah..."
Because for Eraline, Phaios is life. Is a thousand lives and a million stories and a trillion lessons. The answer is a no brainer. She knows that she will have to wait a while though. Lives do not just start over without all the others tied into them. It will be a while, but she can wait, the same way she will wait for Ciel, for Henna, Jokerman, Krystal, for Syahi and Rook and Bishop. She will wait for Phaios and then all together they will start anew. Perhaps as better people. Perhaps as worse. Either way they will know each other, and that is worth waiting for, come what may. So she exhales, shallow and quivering, Phai's warmth on her face.
With it goes the last of her strength. The tension. A burst of light that curls in on itself, allows itself to be eaten by darkness. A second when her life plays out in one swift and chaotic scene, loud and overwhelming. Then her muscles turn soft. Her head rolls and comes to rest against Ciel.
Voices fade. Colors fade.
And then her eyes are open.
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Thank you everyone. It has been a pleasure to know you for what time I could.
I will miss you all too. Trust me, Raven, when I say that Levi meant the same to me.
"There is....no goodbye when
Because for Eraline, Phaios is life. Is a thousand lives and a million stories and a trillion lessons. The answer is a no brainer. She knows that she will have to wait a while though. Lives do not just start over without all the others tied into them. It will be a while, but she can wait, the same way she will wait for Ciel, for Henna, Jokerman, Krystal, for Syahi and Rook and Bishop. She will wait for Phaios and then all together they will start anew. Perhaps as better people. Perhaps as worse. Either way they will know each other, and that is worth waiting for, come what may. So she exhales, shallow and quivering, Phai's warmth on her face.
With it goes the last of her strength. The tension. A burst of light that curls in on itself, allows itself to be eaten by darkness. A second when her life plays out in one swift and chaotic scene, loud and overwhelming. Then her muscles turn soft. Her head rolls and comes to rest against Ciel.
Voices fade. Colors fade.
And then her eyes are open.
---
Thank you everyone. It has been a pleasure to know you for what time I could.
I will miss you all too. Trust me, Raven, when I say that Levi meant the same to me.