Two children, all alone, stood at the shore of the vast ocean. In unison they said," Let's divide the twilight between the two of us."
One looked at the other. "I'll be the daytime."
The other replied,"I'll be the nighttime."
Holding hands and spinning in a circle, laughing, they chanted,"When we hold hands, we'll make a beautiful orange sky."
The citizens of London screams and shouts rang through out the manor. "Lent! Where are you!?! Lent.....!" At first it was as if I was looking in a mirror, but then he shoved the clothes into my arms.
"Hurry. Put on my clothes, for it is the only way for you to live through this. It is not a revolt, Clarith. It is a revolution. One us will die, and I'ld rather have it be me then you, Clarith. Don't worry. I am your twin, remember. There is no way to tell the difference. So from now on, I'm Clarith, the heir of the Phantomhive manor. And you are Lent, my loyal servant. Now, Run!!!!" Lent pushed me away and walked in the opposite direction. How stupid are you, Lent? Sacrificing yourself for me? Why? Why...? I snuck out through an old passageway behind the dresser. I was safe....for now. I crept my way through the passage that was directly behind the main hallway's walls. I remembered there was an exit that would lead me to the streets. It was dark and cold and all I could think about was Lent. How he saved me. How he gave up his life so easily for me. Why did it have to be him? Out of all of the people in the world, it had to be him to die?
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Kuroshitsuji: A tale of evil
FanfictionBased on the anime Black Butler or Kuroshitsuji, this story is indeed a tale of pure evil itself. Or so it is said to be. A young misstress of the Phantomhive manor was supposably influenced by her twin brother to do horrible tasks. But what is th...
