#隨筆#原創#百合 這是關於Cynthia背景故事的隨筆 1013深月隨筆(附中譯) (Plurk Paste) “Will you die for me?” “Yes,” answered her without hesitation, fear or lies. Stars shined in her beautiful emerald-green eyes, For she knows on whom her heart lies.
“Will you live for me?” “Yes,” again answered her without hesitation. On her bright little face showed nothing but admiration, For her goddess had dragged her out of desperation, Saved her from falling all the way down to bottom, beyond salvation.
Little did she know, That it was a promise, a will, a dead wish she couldn’t possibly satisfy. Burdened, wounded, wasted; life hurt so bad she could barely survive. How cruel of she, Making her carry a soul and still strive for a life.
Now that she has lost everything, And is free to do anything. Refusing to be just ordinary, she is a rose, burning, Wild and bright, like fears she nothing. Beautiful and untouchable, a goddess is no longer needed, For she now rises like a Phoenix from ashes, Metamorphosed, a burning rose everlasting.