Dream of death

Another fanart, inspiring by the fic in the same name.


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Once, she died in a summer day.

Everyday, life gradually leaves her. Everyday, she knows she is getting closer and closer to death… again. And that this time no sword can bring her back. An eternal death, an eternal leave, practiced repeatedly in every sleep.

She fears of the flowing time.
Very slow, yet cruel, the dreams keep on following, dissolving in each other. Life, death, life, death, to live, to die, live, die… Sometimes she cannot realize whether it is dream or not.

More than ever, she knows that she is just a living-dead.

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When she woke up, the first thing she saw is his eyes.

The eyes like two pieces of the golden moon, watched over her, guided her out of the dizzy fever of death.

“Do not think”, she smiled.

Her hands passed by the place where his heart continued its beat as subtle as the silent touch of the white butterfly to the immortality of time.

And when the waves of faint covered her with an opaque curtain, the last thing she wanted to see is two pieces of the moon.

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Until the very end of her life, she still pines to search for those eyes. And she will believe…

…it is just a dream that when she wakes up, she will find herself in his arm, once again.



< Vietnamsese fanfiction by Aster12
Translated by Ryonen >



Rin belongs to Rumiko-sensei, yet the picture belongs to me ^ ^