⸻ ( Gojo Satoru )
With heaven in his eyes and the taste of immortal divinity on his lips, she loves him with such ardour that the stars weep bitterly into the sea.
( jujutsu kaisen ) • 2023
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( 2010 )
Sayuri knows that she's a lousy friend and a selfish lover, a troublesome sister and a worthless daughter. It seems that she's failed thoroughly at every facet of her life, riddled with flaws and inadequacies. If it can be measured, she would be drowning in an ocean of guilt and heartache that would cover the entire planet. Spurned by the gods, cursed by the moon, only Izanami would embrace her in the abode of death. To taste the bitter fruits of the underworld and rot in eternal damnation.
The cherry blossoms have started to bloom early that year yet her heart is still a vast winter landscape. She teeters on the balls of her feet, hesitating before the gate to take her where she yearns to be. The broken thing in her chest aches, leaving her gasping and clawing at her own flesh. If only she could pluck it out, battered wings and all, then she might feel some relief. Her hands grip the edges of the arch as she gazes into a murky, swirling abyss. She wants to go home but she has no idea if there's one left for her.
"I wanted to see you one more time," she whispers longingly into the vacuum that separates them from each other. If he'd finally forgotten her, she would have deserved it. Sighing in dismay, she allows her knees to meet the floor. Nails rake through her hair as she unravels string by string. There is a bloody battlefield inside of her, two beings warring for dominance and she fears that she's on the losing end.
The barrier from her Divine Protection has managed to protect her throughout the years but it's slowly starting to erode. Sayuri knows that she's a coward who has never stopped running since she can remember, even after reaching the ends of the world and back. She is only delaying the inevitable and soon the darkness will consume her. There is a seed of hatred inside her, cultivated by fear and enriched with despair. Like a necrotic cancer, corrupting her soul and wearing her away little by little.
