Forgotten Garden

Não tá terminado & deve tá tudo errado, since eu não sei me expressar formalmente em inglês, mas tá aí, ne. ^^
Anyways, é um desfio pra quem quer tentar ler alguma coisa bonita in English. ;D
Talvez algum dia eu digite a tradução/continuação (porque quero continuar em português, em inglês já tá pissing me off essa bodega)
Provavelmente é PoV do Leon eeee, talvez, mais tarde tenha yaoi. u_U
E eu tou digitando porque acho que mereço uma versão que não esteja toda riscada, porque no papel tá tudo rasurado com as correções que eu faço na mesma hora em que escrevo. xP Inspirado na imagem below.




(aph, no fim, acho que fiz muitas perguntas pra ele, por isso que ele ficou quieto... u_U xP Lá pro meio dá pra entender)

Poor Joachim... imprisoned in the palace a long time ago... I'd risk to say that even he himself doesn't know anymore how many years have passed since he was locked here.

Did he deserve such a punishment? Maybe... Maybe not.

Who knows?

He is sat on the floor, relying his back on a wall. A strange, unhappy, yet delightful smile plays in his lips, as if his last piece of sanity has finally left him.

Joachim carries the burden of immortality: he's a vampire. But carries it where? Why? Who did this to him? He was such a loyal servant... Walter did it; locked him away forever.

The man keeps that silly smile on his face. He doesn't seem to realize it; gazing at some point even beyond the sword magically lifted only centimeters over his right hand, threatening to fall and stab him at any moment, hanging.

Lonely Joachim... He looks so sad... There are no tears on his face, though. Has he already shed all of them? Will he ever have someone who comforts him? I'm afraid not.

Malancholy joachim... Do you ever regret what you did in the past? Do you think that it could have been any different? Do you still hope for freedom? Are you there, Joachim? Or have you already lost your mind?

May I sit beside you? Will you let me hold you? Can I talk to you?

Well, if you don't answer, I will be here anyway, okay? I'll listen whenever you want to say something. And, even if you don't want to speak... I will always have a smile for you, to help you to retrieve the strength to keep going on.

I know he does go on, though; just like the waterfalls of the palace, that never stop their eternal annoying melody. He goes on; anyway, he has no choice.

I keep staring at him until the smile finally fades away. His serious face makes me think of a respectable man who once stood tall and powerful, ruling over many. And, when his sight comes in my direction, I fear him. Not for what he is now; but for what he used to be then, the shadows of his glorious past.

"Don't you have any dreams or wishes?", the question echoes through the room.


Tá faltando o resto, sorry. ^^"
Mas um dia eu posto. Depois de continuar escrevendo. xP

Kisu kisu