Akira - ChallengeAkira never grows tired of playing.
It is a familiar sound, that of the stones. Tetsuo decides he might even like it; rather than the fuss of those wretches, louder every day, or the echoes that drugs plant in is ears, he would listen to their rattling. It is one of the few things that return unchanged ever day, more or less at the same time and in the same place.
It resembles reality, in a way. Not that he remembers much of it.
But the sun is setting, and Akira must sit in his favourite spot — the one that lets him see all the people, such colourful, funny maggots — with a swarm of debris floating around him.
Nobody else is the Akira - Challengein All Fanfiction, Misc literature and fanfiction
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ICO - PathWhen she comes back, she finds she has black fingers and can no longer get on her feet. She does anyway.
Whatever it was to break the silence — and it sounds so loud now, this timeless thing that shrieks and cracks to pieces — it is gone and has brought her along, except for those few memories, scattered all over the floor.
She collects them, like her last glimpse of life. Airy limbs can still move, and she decides — she is not done and she will not leave yet.
She lets the body fall in her arms, knowing she cannot follow. It is only fair to give back freedom, a gift, to the only one who had it from the start; when she know ICO - Pathin All Fanfiction, ICO - SotC
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AC - Promise
"Altaïr!"
There used to be laughter among them. It would rise, wherever they went, and lighten the air in the darkest of times – even when the mourning of others, in the complex bonds of the Brotherhood, weighed down on them and affected their young lives.
More often than not, the big family they were hopelessly bound to vanished from their thoughts. All trainings, classes and hassles had to end sometime – then, a second later, they were already back to being just children.
When they were together, playing in the dusty sunset of the yard, nothing existed except the three of them.
They would race to the nearest rock and let their AC - Promisein All Fanfiction, Assassin's Creed
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Akira - RemainsIt does not matter how harsh things are, or how much more than they used to be. Kaneda never stops.
He never flinches, he never gets lost. He never pushes the brakes when he does not need to. He survived in this town, where even the ground could eat you when you fall — he had seen too much, before it had the chance to happen.
He can only clench his teeth, then march on, on and on.
But maybe — he still wonders, in this blinding sun that shines without mercy on the shards of their lives — maybe it truly changes when you are trapped.
The white nothing and the void that sucked him down, well, that did feel like chains and to Akira - Remainsin All Fanfiction, Misc literature and fanfiction
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PW - HeritageUnder her pile of blankets, Maya feels colder than the snow.
The boiling tea couldn't do the trick – nothing is enough, not even Pearl's warm breath tickling her ears. The fever may have been gone for days; her nightmares aren't, and the mask of serenity she has built crumbles a little more every day.
Kurain is peaceful. Under her futon alone, in the square of her fragile bones, the ground is falling apart.
Spiritual energy cuts through her in pieces, just like the rain when it's cruel and it drops sharp blades on your sorrow. She has tried hard not to listen to it, in spite of her training, in spite of the messages from afterlife, ca PW - Heritagein Ace Attorney series - Ghost Trick, All Fanfiction
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Journey - Itsumo Nando Demo
The quiet heart when parting
The ear listens
as the body changes to zero
When we get to the end, we find there is none.
Our voices ad our outlines dissolve in the white, beyond what our touch tells us, as we fight not to lose each other again. But space and time left us behind long ago - we are a single reality, no longer two, no eyes, no cloth.
There is no loss. There is just the sky we are shot through, and a long trail of pure light. Our shape is fast and graceful.
Living, mysterious, dying, mysterious
The flower, the wind, the city
They're the same
We fly above the frozen tears that buried us, without memories of pain or joy. The Journey - Itsumo Nando Demoin All Fanfiction, Journey
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Treasure Planet - Light“So many worlds… so many stars!”
Just one minute ago, Silver sat by a teenager. Now, he could swear, Jim is a little boy — a head still full of legends, bright with enthusiasm, with lights and wonders mirrored in his eyes.
“They are not many, Jimbo,” he laughs. “They are infinite! Say. Can you see the brightest of ‘em all?
Silver could never see the grin coming, but it shows up nonetheless. It’s there, young and mischievous.
The small vessel gives a start as the engine roars away.
“Just let me check.”
His long line of years, more or less all spent sailing, is not enough. Treasure Planet - Lightin All Fanfiction, Misc literature and fanfiction
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Portal - ReloadSometimes it still happens, in her dreams.
Not in her sleep, but in the neon light — when time is broken and her mind goes out, she walks in the darkness of what never was. It feels real, and cold. Too harsh to be nothing.
She falls down and her skin is on fire. The bad taste wraps her and consumes her flesh — her eyes watch, powerless, swimming in the green fog. It is so liquid, so disgusting, she can see her own flesh being torn away. Her throat swallows flames, and refuses to close.
A moment later, she is turning into coal and smoke. Each atom of her flesh burns black before disintegrating. She smells it and clenches her fis Portal - Reloadin All Fanfiction, Portal
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[Portal + Personal] Nobody will ever love youNobody will ever love you. Is this a certainty?
You are not beautiful enough. You are not interesting, not classy, not good-looking enough, you say.
Take my hand and sit by the fire, now. Let me tell you a story.
Let me tell you of how a murderous computer fell in love with a mute girl.
To be honest, I cannot tell that secret – some things just happen, and not even their origin could explain how. But when you wonder, or think it through, you are bound to find something. It all depends on what you feel – what you see counts, but not that much.
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Corpse Bride - SnowflakeShe remembers too well.
Whatever that darkness was, it's gone now, and it hurts. What she sees on the other end of the forest, beyond the veil of fog in her eyes, is pure sunrise; glistening ice welcomes it gladly, from the spots where the snow is still untouched.
When the sun is up, its beams feel like daggers in her already aching soul. This light proves it — how death is not the blissful oblivion she used to dream of in her youth, but a nightmare you can't ever wake up from.
There can't be liberating tears to seal it shut; there will be no rays of morning to cut through the curtains, no warm embraces to reassure her that it's over, that Corpse Bride - Snowflakein All Fanfiction, Misc literature and fanfiction
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