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Its Mika here with yet another bloggo for you all. Today, I'll be bringing back my lyric blogs, where I take a song and assign it to a character. I'll be writing in the characters point of view, as well as giving symbolism onto the significance and relationship between the song and the character. A few examples of these types of my blogs are Liability, A Thousand Years, and Your Bones. I haven't done these in a while, and I've recently discovered a plethora of songs that would go really well with some anime, so expect more your way! So, without further to do, let's begin this mikalogically proven blog!
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♬ Music: Not Alone by Otto Knows ♬
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the lyrics, just the writing content. Lyrics may be slightly out of order as a result of repetition.
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It's a long, long way to miracle
But I promised my soul that I'd make it back home
Through the fires of Jericho
I don't regret what I had become. My conclusion was just an effect of what I chose to do.
And now I have been selected, to carry out the Holy Grail's wishes. What is a miracle? They always fiddle with the word that seemed impossible to achieve. Then again, everything is difficult to achieve for someone such as myself. Love. Victory. Satisfaction. It haunts me. Entangles me. Suffocates me. Until my very last breath. Perhaps, miracles are meant to be unachievable. People see these wondrous and profound changes as a beacon to their eyes. The stories state such. But they don't talk about what comes after. Envy. Unbalance. Loss. The time crawls back, until it seems that almost every witness has turned to dust. It will be a treacherous journey. One that will take more than a hundred lifetimes to fulfill. Promises are just the same. A relationship, between a master and a servant, is one that carried more meaning than it's roles. It holds a relationship, with three times of immediate obedience, like a slave. I cannot tell whether it is a blessing or a curse, to go through the Holy Grail War as a servant. I assume not. There are many ways, masters may rule over servants. They could be humble or proud, or selfish and angry. Some, decide to fall in love. I must watch over this all, at no expense it seems. But it was just the opposite. They remind me of flames in a stone circle. They'll feed of the wood, quickly and hungrily. And after, they'll devour the earth. The flames breach the forest, and manifests into a plague that scorches all it touches. Whilst it's use and purpose was only to warm a meal for a starving individual. And then, I realized, that I was not the one burning and perishing in the fire. I was the fire. There were figures taunting me. And all of a sudden, in the flames, smoke, and ashes, all I could see was one figure, reaching out their hand. And that, was you.
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