“If
we were reborn, we would be brothers again. And I´d protect you my whole life…”
Instant
If
for an instant your eyes go blank, I
feel immediately compelled to plunge deep into the goodness of your heart. With
a start, I shrink and you grow. Suddenly the strongest, the elder brother isn´t
me, but indeed your innocence, able to bend a dark world. A melancholic world no
one needed to teach you to love.
If
for an instant you fall, I help you to stand up and then you rejoice under my
protection, as if it was physically needed. You pretend to be fragile, but you
have grown up. You just want to take in all those undeserved blows so you can
protect the hearts of those who you love. Ironically, the only protected ones
are the same people who offer you protection.
If
for an instant your eyes unconsciously close, endless memories glaze my own,
stifling loneliness. Without doing anything, you stop screams, blood and sadness,
filling my void with courage. Your soft breathing when you´re asleep makes all
the difference between tears and smiles to me.
If
for an instant blood trickles down your face, you let it make its path until it
melts against the beating of your warrior heart, as a reminder of all you can
still give to the world. You face the danger, resolute to overcome all thorns,
conscious of laying your own life on a casino table, betting it on just a number,
an only chance. My eyes cloud over with fear opposing to your bravery.
If
for an instant you smile, I forget all I´ve been through to bring you that
smile. I forget about my scars, my sorrows, my selfishness, and then you let me
share of the same happiness. A soft breeze cools down my internal hell and
suddenly we´re no longer different. Or maybe we never were. Because you´re
also wrapped up in sadness, but you still manage to bring about strength to
carry a dull universe on your shoulders.
If
for an instant your fury heightens and lashes out, I realize it only happened
because you had to. Even though you´re being punished by hard, hostile blows,
you never let yourself be carried away by them. But sometimes you need to use
the last resource to impose the respect you deserve, exploding the tsunamis
which turned you into a warrior. Then the only thing you ever hated in your life
becomes a part of your justice.
If
for an instant you shed a tear, I feel my heart collapse under thousands of them.
Because you do it only for the others´ sake, never for your own, proving the
pure nature of your feelings. And, at the same time, you´re thankful for being
able to shed that small tear of solidarity, boosting all the energy you lost
when fighting. A smile spreads over my lips.
For
this same reason, I´m happy to be able to take your place on this dying bed.
For your soul doesn´t deserve such a sacrifice and also because you´re my
brother. My heart would never forgive me if I let you go. In this great battle
you did a lot and there´s a lot still to be done, but my greatest source of
pride rests on the knowledge that this pure soul by my side is my brother in
blood and in spirit. See you soon, Shun.
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THE END *
Obs: Saint Seiya belongs to Masami Kurumada, Shueisha and Toei Animation.