PrologueWhat It Means to Make AmendsPrologue
A/N: Well, what can I say? It's an SO4 fanfic, and it's Crowe-centric too. I mean, the guy really needs some appreciation...and I just happen to be a major fangirl of his. x.x; Ironically, I haven't even played SO4 yet (don't even have an Xbox 360, haha) but I do get my info from watching recorded cutscenes (including endings) on Youtube, and I suppose GameFAQs also counts. -cough spoiled myself silly cough- In fact, all the theories gathered on the boards are basically the inspiration for this work here. I'll, ehm....give a small insight in the next chapter...maybe.
Timeline: Takes place
Twilight of The GodsThe sun descends over the lands of Midgard The warm colors of twilight reflect in the Valkyrie's unfeeling eyes Her white wings keep her airborne in the cold wind Silver feathers dance as they fall, carried by the breeze Her bloody sword is forever heavy with the weight of lost soulsTwilight of The Gods
She watches as the immortal messenger of night extinguishes the Earthly light The eternally unchanging reminder of the fate she must fight For when the sun disappears beneath the horizon of Valhalla, The skies can only reflect the prelude to Ragnarok; To the end of the world
Tears Can't Be ShedAngry, hateful cries of despair echo down the empty halls.Tears Can't Be Shed
The observer, lonely and silent, slumps against the closed door, unable to escape the argument.
She turns her head skyward, eyes longing as she whispers one the only words capable of defining the chaotic situation around her.
"Tears can't be shed…so blood will be instead."
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I cry for them, for they no longer can. Perhaps they do need a miracle. Perhaps we all do. But who decided that this miracle be the shedding of blood? Is it not miracle enough for one to shed tears...?
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~Sanzaki Kojika &
Riko: Hola amigos! I'm not dead!
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You were the first to say
That we were not okay
You where the first to lie
When we were not alright
This was my first love
She was the first to go
And when she left me for you
I was the last to know
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This is where it all ended
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"SNAKES ON THE FRONT LAWN!" - Ben Cresswell
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~Sanzaki Kojika &
Riko: Hola amigos! I'm not dead!
I do cheap commissions: [link]
Zos Kias Contest: News ([link])
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You were the first to say
That we were not okay
You where the first to lie
When we were not alright
This was my first love
She was the first to go
And when she left me for you
I was the last to know
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Christmas gift suggestions:
To your enemy, forgiveness.
To an opponent, tolerance.
To a friend, your heart.
To a customer, service.
To all, charity.
To every child, a good example.
To yourself, respect.
- Oren Arnold
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