//shuffle it. (leave it up to imagination i guess)
Fear and Loathing; Marina and the Diamonds
Ur was gone——dead.
(He could never see her again…never surpass her…never be tucked in by her ever.)
On his hands and knees the young boy let himself cry, cry for Ur, cry for himself, cry of hatred for that demon, and perhaps some for Gray he didn’t know. Because of all this, however, ice surrounded the torn young boy, under him, all around him and from the sky snow started to fall.
This hasn’t happened since before his training.
To focused on the inner turmoil, the young boy did not register the presence of a beautiful looking woman, a pensive look on her face making her way towards him. Not until he was yanked up, seemingly, by strings. The crying boy saw the woman an an angry expression appeared on his face. “—Who are you?”
"Sayla, but that is not what matters. What happened with that demon?"
"He’s dead." Lyon all but spat, "Ur used Iced Shell. Why do you care?"
"You’re a bitter human."
"—-You’re a weirdo!"
"Child, you’re scared, I can sense that. Human emotions are very strange, aren’t they?"
"I am not scared!" He didn’t seem to register how she called him a human,as if she wasn’t.
"No reason to be scared, I came for information. But you’re story—-different. Resilient young boy, passionate and filled with fear—-and I can see that hatred in your eyes; yet you’re crying. And you have magic within you. I will write you one day, but my mission is over now. Goodbye, child."
Just like that, Lyon once more was on the ground, and the Sayla person was all but gone.
—-However, his mind was still focused on what he was going to do next. Sayla was all but forgotten now—-he wants to be great. But how can he do that with Ur gone?
