lunes, 25 de enero de 2010

raindrops. English

... in the stories, there is talk that the rain is tears of the Gods, who weep at the loss of a living being once inhabited the fertile soil they created.


But even so, the cycle of life continues, keeps spinning endlessly on a wheel, but ... what would happen if a God die?

One question that legends are unable to explain exactly, just have the rash and peaceful life they led, which succeeded with the passage of time.

But always stop to stress one very important detail, something that departs radically from the helpless mortals who worship: the proportion of time, which for them is eternal.

However, not all is said and with that we returned to the initial question: What would happen if a God die? How many feel his death enough to make it rain?

It is not known ...

A clear moonless night.

The dark silhouette of five people could be seen in the distance, one of them, kneeling, touched the ground with his face warm while watering with tears.

Wept at the foot of a grave, who refused to leave, despite attempts by his companions.

- Why? - Air-asked why you had to die ...?- raised his head to glimpse the passage of the stone.

He reached out to caress the letters of the name imprinted in the rock.

-Loki whispered voice ...- taken by anguish ... this must be a dream, she hid her eyes on her abundant fringe.

"Please ...- Mayura-san was approached by a boy in glasses" You better get back to the Agency, or become ill.

"This ... has to be a dream! A bad dream! - Repeated jumping into his arms-Please. I wake up!

"I'm afraid this is real. The rodeo with his arms. Please ... come back, "pleaded tears.

I do not want, "broke the hug and snuggle crawl a few steps to the side. I'll stay here and wait to wake up.

-Daidouji. Understand how you feel but ... you can not go on like this, you have reponerte.

To ignore what I said Narugami was lost in their world in their own suffering.

Mammy ...- now-black puppy was coming towards him. With his paw touched the hand of Mayura, although this did not know.

-Nii-san, please join me in the car, "pleaded one Yamino with tearful eyes the Mayura-san will be waiting.

He lifted the puppy against his will, turning toward the cemetery entrance, where a black car awaited.

- Wait Megane-san! I cried with you Narugami, reaching halfway, and Freya Mayura leaving alone.

Silence reigns in the place.

The cheeks of the Goddess of Love were soaked in tears, only managed to squeeze his eyes for the helplessness he felt at the time.

"I think ... so incredible that all this happened to ...

-...

-... not blame him entirely for his death ...

The movie pink swallowed without leaving your site.

"It's getting late, Loki should be very concerned about waiting on the Agency-hypo without thinking too, clinging to her legs.

"It is useless to try to deceive you and I know this is real. Painful, but true.

"If this is real, then I die ...

On reaching the last sentence to the ears of the blonde is angry.

-IDIOT! - Called stooping to their level. If you die, his sacrifice be in vain!

"But I ... not know what to do if it ...- he again began to mourn.

- Do not you think that was the impetus to Loki to do what he did? -. It took both hands to the face to force her to look at Mayura. So stop thinking that everything was your fault. Get-well and live. Smile. Do it for him broke. ... I would have given anything that he looked me in the same manner with which you looked at you, I smiled and told me he loved me, that ... I love the way you love with you.

"Murmured Freya ...- without knowing what to say.

"So ...- rose and turned his back-Calm down, Loki would not want to see you so gaunt.

"Yes," nodded shyly, his voice muffled.

She started off her head down, a voice interrupted only for a moment.

"Thanks Freya.

He did nothing, just kept walking without looking back.

Thus, Mayura was alone.

In one motion, turned to face the stone, stroking.

-Loki ...

The breeze played with his hair and relaxing. He closed his eyes again.

Tonta

The burst open as she felt him caressing his head as a little girl, only one person to and that was ...

-Loki whispered again ...- facing forward.

"Good to see you again Mayura.

His body did not fit the excitement and trembling.

Hesitating, he laid his hand on the boy's cheek.

"I'm so sorry.

His expression was all the sadness that her heart was home.

"No need to apologize.

He stroked the girl's hand.

"If it were not so naive to fall into that trap, you would not have died.

"Stop apologizing, this is something that sooner or later going to happen.

- Huh? - Looked confused. But ... it is assumed that gods are immortal.

"We are not immortal: at some point, the thread of our life is short," he mused. Although, unlike the others, well, I am.

"Then you come back? - Asked excited.

This shook his head.

"I'll keep living here," he laid his right hand on the chest of Mayura. And here.

The girl under the gaze direction was located where the hand of God on his belly.

"This is what makes me eternal smiled quietly.

"That ... ...- mysterious spoke very low.

Before I could realize, Loki kiss his forehead and then start to pull away.

- Where are you going? - Reached out to inquire after his trance.

"I must return, but many problems she causes him to Hel.

"I see, thought for a moment you later ... dear.

The spirit vanished before his eyes, leaving her with a great inner calm.

Now was his turn.

I turn and I made a last look at the tomb before retiring.

All were gathered around the car, waiting to pelirosada not long in coming.

"I'm having worried, I'm fine," smiled.

"That good to see well-sama-okaa Yamino greeted kindly.

The cloudless sky before, began to cloud, not long before a storm erupted. They stayed a few minutes looking at the sky and the drops fall.

"Back home", said Mayura entering the car.

His companions followed her and began their journey.

Ya ... I'm not alone ...

... in this way, the stories and have the answer to the question, the Gods do not die, and still living in the hearts of the people who love them ... ... those who shed tears enough to make it rain. .. on a cold winter night ...

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