Guilt
Disclaimer: All characters and places etc are the property of Yoshiki Tanaka, KKS and others. No money being made here.
Because I feel the urge to write something and drabbles seem nice and efficient.
It’s raining again. It’s always raining.
“Pathetic fallacy”, Daryoon mutters. In the novels it always rains when the hero weeps.
Substitute tears.
Though perhaps it is the other way round. When it rains, he wants to weep.
Stomping across sodden earth he glares at his objective.
“Foolish strategist” Contradiction in terms. He thinks the term might be oxymoron.
There is no exception that proves the rule.
Just green eyes fixed on the sky.
He’s looking at a laughing mouth, at amused eyes now turning to him.
“Come inside.” He demands.
It’s raining. Washing away…
But there is no guilt here.
Dead on 100 words! Woo!