The Lip of Insanity
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The Lip of Insanity
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FIC : “The Lip of Insanity”
Author : Sagakure
Fandom : Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac, Cavaleiros do Zodiaco, Caballeros del Zodiaco, Chevaliers du Zodiaque).
Rating : R
Warnings : drabble
Disclaimer : I do not own Saint Seiya.
Saint Seiya is (C) of Masami Kurumada, Toei, Shueisha, Akita Shoten and quite probably some more people. No copyright infringement or disrespect intended here. This is a work of fanfiction, done completely for fun. No profit is taken out of it.
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\"NO!! No, no... nooo!!!\"
The images in his head kept changing, alluring him towards a different reality every moment, making him unable to think, panic filling every vein in his body and making him tremble to his very core.
\"This is not how it happened!!! I can remember it!! I\'m not...I\'m not insane!!!\"
But he wasn\'t so sure anymore.
Insane? Yes, he probably was insane, he thought to himself.
Or in any case, there was something very wrong with him, something so wrong that he couldn\'t fix it, ever.
He felt himself weak, weaker than ever in his life, and he hated himself for it.
The fear taking over his every thought...fear that he would lose control again.
Fear for what? Why? After all, he had no control whatsoever anyway. It was ironic to fear to lose something you didn\'t have in the first place. But when the wave of feelings and whispers, thoughts and wild images invaded his mind at once, like a relentless enemy never to give up, he could only scream at the top of his lungs, not even aware whether he was using his mouth or just screaming inside his head, in hopes that his cries would muffle the overflow of words that the voice whispered into his mind.
\"Ka...non...please save me...save me...from myself...I... I can\'t take it anymore...\"
And he screamed until his voice broke down completly and got lost in the darkness of the night, his troath raw and aching, tears flowing freely down his face, until they mixed with the taste of blood on his lips.
This night too he would cry until the dawn, his body shaking miserably under the sheer power of his utter despair. But the timid rays of sunlight of the new morning wouldn\'t bring any comfort to him. The voice did no longer give him moments of peace during the day.
And he was beyond saving. Too far to keep any hope.
He had condamned the only one who could have been able to save him.
\"Kanon...Ka...non...\"
How he wished he was the one drowning in that accursed cave instead of his brother.
Maybe then he would finally feel free.
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Notes : This drabble\'s titles was chosen after the poem by Jellaludin Rumi, and also after the website The lip of Insanity. I have been there several times, have always loved the title, and since the poem is also great, I couldn\'t help but use it as a title. (It sounds so better then \"On the edge of insanity\" or just \"insanity\", that were my other potential titles for this drabble... ^^;)
I hope the site\'s owner doesn\'t minds, and as for Jellaludin Rumi, considering he\'s been dead for something like seven centuries, I doubt he mind. *lol*
FIC : “The Lip of Insanity”
Author : Sagakure
Fandom : Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac, Cavaleiros do Zodiaco, Caballeros del Zodiaco, Chevaliers du Zodiaque).
Rating : R
Warnings : drabble
Disclaimer : I do not own Saint Seiya.
Saint Seiya is (C) of Masami Kurumada, Toei, Shueisha, Akita Shoten and quite probably some more people. No copyright infringement or disrespect intended here. This is a work of fanfiction, done completely for fun. No profit is taken out of it.
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\"NO!! No, no... nooo!!!\"
The images in his head kept changing, alluring him towards a different reality every moment, making him unable to think, panic filling every vein in his body and making him tremble to his very core.
\"This is not how it happened!!! I can remember it!! I\'m not...I\'m not insane!!!\"
But he wasn\'t so sure anymore.
Insane? Yes, he probably was insane, he thought to himself.
Or in any case, there was something very wrong with him, something so wrong that he couldn\'t fix it, ever.
He felt himself weak, weaker than ever in his life, and he hated himself for it.
The fear taking over his every thought...fear that he would lose control again.
Fear for what? Why? After all, he had no control whatsoever anyway. It was ironic to fear to lose something you didn\'t have in the first place. But when the wave of feelings and whispers, thoughts and wild images invaded his mind at once, like a relentless enemy never to give up, he could only scream at the top of his lungs, not even aware whether he was using his mouth or just screaming inside his head, in hopes that his cries would muffle the overflow of words that the voice whispered into his mind.
\"Ka...non...please save me...save me...from myself...I... I can\'t take it anymore...\"
And he screamed until his voice broke down completly and got lost in the darkness of the night, his troath raw and aching, tears flowing freely down his face, until they mixed with the taste of blood on his lips.
This night too he would cry until the dawn, his body shaking miserably under the sheer power of his utter despair. But the timid rays of sunlight of the new morning wouldn\'t bring any comfort to him. The voice did no longer give him moments of peace during the day.
And he was beyond saving. Too far to keep any hope.
He had condamned the only one who could have been able to save him.
\"Kanon...Ka...non...\"
How he wished he was the one drowning in that accursed cave instead of his brother.
Maybe then he would finally feel free.
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Notes : This drabble\'s titles was chosen after the poem by Jellaludin Rumi, and also after the website The lip of Insanity. I have been there several times, have always loved the title, and since the poem is also great, I couldn\'t help but use it as a title. (It sounds so better then \"On the edge of insanity\" or just \"insanity\", that were my other potential titles for this drabble... ^^;)
I hope the site\'s owner doesn\'t minds, and as for Jellaludin Rumi, considering he\'s been dead for something like seven centuries, I doubt he mind. *lol*