Darkness

Surrounded by a sea of darkness.

Pulsating, gyrating, living darkness.

Is this what is left of me? Of my soul?

I suppose it must be...

All alone here in this heated darkness...

I can sense those close to me

Far... far away at present, caught up in their own darkness.

However, there is a difference...

...Their darkness is united.

My sadistic elder

With hair like the blazing bloody sun at evening

The teller of lies, the destroyer of dreams

The weaver of discord... the Modern Eris...

...He has found someone to share in his darkness.

My stoic elder

With glasses like mirrors that reflect all light

Shielding him from the eyes of man

The killer of innocence, the foreseer...

...He has found someone to share in his darkness.

My hectic elder

Pitted in a one-man struggle against his own god

With his very rebellion signaling his belief in the blind deity

The slaughterer, the berserker...

...He has found someone to share in his darkness.

Beyond them, not to much farther...

In fact, perhaps closer.

Because one should keep their enemies closer yet than their allies...

Our enemies... our eternal bane

The Others...

I do not know them myself

But somehow I sense it

In their movements, in their faces, in their eyes...

The tallest

Honey curls, lazily glinting emerald eyes

The spun wire of a deadly black widow, endowed with the cross...

...He has found someone to share in his darkness.

The second

Hair made of blood itself, eyes the cold fire of the shadows

Hating, slashing the air with his blade, endowed with the cross...

...He has found someone to share in his darkness.

The younger

Normal hair, normal eyes, determined jaw and tired eyes

Caught in a dead-end, clawing for life, endowed with the cross...

...He has found someone to share in his darkness.

...

Surrounded by a sea of darkness.

Pulsating, gyrating, living darkness.

Is this what is left of me? Of my soul?

I suppose it must be...

But a choked sob echoes in the darkness

Slicing the thick heat of sleep with all the accuracy

Of the mind or the wire, the sword or the gun, the knife or the claws...

No... more efficient yet

A curled and crying form

Lift your head...

A tear-streaked face

Wipe those tears away...

Hell-stained eyes

Close them and feel comfort...

For now, in this dark warm hell...

...We have found someone to share in our darkness.

~Ende - Fin - Owari - The End~