Chapter 1 page 21
Soshi tells a story
Lypha: Call it a poorly written fairy-tale full of angst. It’s reality to me. After the massacres… Things were … different. My brother and I were very close, then. His name was- Is… Kyotoshi.
Images of obsessive thoughts, of drinking, of broken promises and unhealed trauma.
He said that he would stay forever
Forever wasn't very long
After this the world can never be...
He promised not to change
The land where the pacifists cry for blood, my love. Where the pacificsts cry for blood.
What we didn’t know is that you can’t live through these things unchanged. If you try to keep from changing, you’re bound to break. I tried to help, but I’m not his psychiatrist or his girlfriend. I was his sister. My brother wouldn't change. I don’t think he wanted to.
Soshi tells a story
Lypha: Call it a poorly written fairy-tale full of angst. It’s reality to me. After the massacres… Things were … different. My brother and I were very close, then. His name was- Is… Kyotoshi.
Images of obsessive thoughts, of drinking, of broken promises and unhealed trauma.
He said that he would stay forever
Forever wasn't very long
After this the world can never be...
He promised not to change
The land where the pacifists cry for blood, my love. Where the pacificsts cry for blood.
What we didn’t know is that you can’t live through these things unchanged. If you try to keep from changing, you’re bound to break. I tried to help, but I’m not his psychiatrist or his girlfriend. I was his sister. My brother wouldn't change. I don’t think he wanted to.