An unbending blade, her hard steel. Those days of the past, one proceeding in her way. Venturing out, coldness from her. Shutting out her heart, minimizing contact. Her words to others, those witnessing her talent. Continuously solidifying herself, making true to her direction. Training her body, leading many below her. Her life in decision, dedicating it to the church. Flowing streams, a night not of expectance. Meeting one of innocence underneath the light of the crimson moon, this strange person.
Their growing bond, that cracking sword. Learning more, this one guiding her. Cherishing this individual, not thinking much at the time. That deteriorating weapon, shattering at last. Losing her way, unable to blame her companion. The warm sun, this energy shining down on a town. Sounding voices, some of happiness, sadness, and anger. Lining buildings, shops around the corners. A place bustling with life, two making their way through. That young woman, a difference in her tasks.
Her long black hair, tying at the end. Her white coat, her dark top, her long jeans similar in color. That innocent one ahead, her flowing hazel hair, a grey ribbon at the back of her head. Her crimson top, a black dress wrapping below. Dropping off some packages at a warehouse, those signing off on it. That maiden gazing at her, one joyously doing her job. Staying in this life, not wishing for more. Simpleness in this, steadily understanding it. Those friends shortly standing by an alley, reviewing their list.
"There are a few more places, and that should be it." Elina holding down her hands, her vision on the young woman.
"I suppose that went by quickly." Turning from her, folding her arms.
Starting from nothing, proving herself. A coming opportunity, acting on it. Rising from the depths, ascending through the ranks. Highness once of her, that going away in an instant. Words from her commander, thinking on them. Devoting her existence to this, steeling herself. Not wishing for her to throw away her life, that one concerning himself with her. Trying to make sense of it, once again performing these duties for a while. Ways in assisting, minimizing her risk. Her passion outside these walls, pieces of a weapon. That hazel one's attention below, holding her arm, looking away a bit.
"Isa...are you truly fine with this...?" sadness from her.
A message ringing through her, one walking in an abyss. Trying to find her way, another behind her. Following along in this endlessness, giving her space. This stifling feeling, falling far. A faint light on her path, this leading her way. Echoing words, a night constantly playing inside of her mind. Her firm commander, these frustrating emotions. Facing that companion, her sullen expression. This tremendous weight, sighing from her. Her hand behind her head, moving back a bit. Once living on the battlefield, slowly finding herself, adjusting to this life again.
"It is...still a lot to take in. No matter, it is a different part of the job. And...it is not bad, we get to spend more time together." Faintly smiling at Elina.
An enormous pressure, this grabbing at her mind. One doing enough, her efforts bringing glory to the church. Her impressive capabilities, pushing through her ranks. Those acknowledging her, once from nothingness. Never thinking much on it, believing in her path. Silencing her enemies, going far. Coldness from her, hardening her steel. An opening within it, one of innocence entering into her life. This deteriorating her, not noticing for a while. Cracking of her, shattering into pieces. Her current position, steadily adapting, that person before her.
"Different job or not...is it something that you want to do? You spent your life getting so high up, to go out there and pursue your passion. I know you are not fine with this..." Sternly looking at the maiden.
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Flowers in the rain, those descending drops. Hitting at the surface, one standing within its vastness. Parting clouds, a mesmerizing light. An innocent individual, awareness in the displeasure of another. Wishing for her safety, not wanting to take away her dream. That one going far, efforts over her years. Standing tall, proudness of her. Meeting that hazel one, her strange experiences. Learning to like them, a friend at last. Returning to her, two spending time together. This situation upon the young woman, difficulty in letting go.
"You are right, I am not fine with this..." Distantly looking away.
Cleaving through her foes, strategizing her way forward. Bringing down countless, a ferocious person. An uncaring sword, bathing underneath the light of the sun. Traveling far, enduring cruelness. Grim situations, pulling out miracles. Her path, her passion. Many requesting her services, one able to perform. Longness since her days of nothingness, none relying on her. Venturing to parts on her own, needing to reach higher. Her powerful resolve, not giving in, her burning soul. Those words of hers, expecting them. That pure one, her vision below, quietness from her.
"But...the more I think about it. The more I realize...I was throwing away my life. It might take some time, but I know I would rather be here." Her hand on her waist, gazing at the girl.
Watching her partner, a person unable to do more, greatly performing. Passion from her past, remembering it. Relentlessly moving through the ranks, her feverish determination. Her companion not wishing for the same, a girl knowing her limitation, continuing in her best effort. Admiring this, learning something from this innocent individual. One once constantly moving onward, passing by countless. Racing towards an ending, not realizing its weight. Those words from the young woman, some shyness from the hazel one. Turning away, raising her arms, pressing her fingers together.
"We have some time...do you, want to go to the park for a bit?" Elina glancing back, her slightly crimson face.
"Yeah, sounds nice." Faintly smiling at her.
A message steadily making more sense, an enormous pressure. Adjusting to this life, difficulty in it. This pure one, witnessing her efforts. Noting some at times, never properly assessing it. Simpleness of life, those relishing in it. Differences of them, fineness with it, cherishing this one. Both heading onward, the gently flowing breeze. The warm sun, sounds of people. A normal existence, assimilating more into it. Two shortly at the park, a road leading far. Trees in the distance, a playground nearby. Children running about, many climbing on structures. Parents close-by, birds flying along. Companions sitting on a bench, that innocent one resting against the young woman.
"You know, it was around this time when I was young. That I got chased by a bunch of rabbits..." Elina smiling, her hand to her chest.
"Huh...those creatures are more vicious than I thought..." The maiden's eyes widening a bit.
"No kidding..." Sighing from her.
Mysteries of the world, many animals out there. Small and large ones, each with their own capacity. Surprising events at times, this no less one of them. Two chatting away with the other, that hazel one tightly holding onto her partner's arm. Enjoying this moment, feeling the gentle the wind. Smaller creatures running by, some stopping, looking at the two. Shortly heading on their way, these little occurrences. Niceness in it, lives each proceeding in their own way. Those finding their stance, living amongst this vastness.
"One time, I fell on a small boar. I was more surprised by the strength that little one had. It bolted off, carrying me with it." Some paleness to the young woman.
"Must have been quite a ride hehe." Elina brightly smiling at her partner.
"Definitely was haha." Isa agreeing, her hand behind her head.
Those sharing in laughter, embracing in this simpleness. A message from her commander, confusing of it. Steadily clarifying words, one throwing away her life. Working underneath the church, living as a sword. Steeling herself, hardening her heart. Minimizing contact, leading those below her. Ascending through the ranks, diligently performing her duties. An unlikely meeting, individuals encountering underneath the light of the crimson moon. Those of differing worlds, gratefulness for this. Two close hearts, their growing bond, cherishing one another.
It was difficult at first, but the more I thought on the commander's words. The more I was around her, I began to understand. Still...that resolve, my passion...it could not be quelled. Do I regret what I had done? No...not for a moment. What I do regret...is being unable to protect you, Elina...