First version of a sonnet written for my Reading as a Writer assessment. Based off a scene in the Fallen Wing anime scripts (episode six).
21:1
Haunted memories force us out, fleeing
enclosed spaces to greet the night and rain.
Sit upon this sturdy crutch, have the stain
of blood wash away and turn the unseeing
soul towards the living. We’re foreseeing
a future of struggle, put behind slain
loved ones and defend a war-torn domain.
Blood and magic mean nothing, break the chain.
But for now, in this moment, forget all
troubles and enjoy this new emotion
of first love, innocent and strong, just like
the woman laughing in the rain. The fall
will be saving, her devotion
complete, sharing truth with a deadly strike.
