Nova
By: The Hatter Theory
One: There's No Reprieve
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha and Co, nor do I own anything by VNV Nation
A/N: Exercises in prolixity while staying between 100 and 300 words. Expect verbosity.
If such a weight could be carried, he was one of the few with the strength. Years and centuries passed, days burning out into nights in an endless succession. He watched as stars faded and burst into nothingness. If every moment was a lifetime, he could be considered ageless, and yet he was not. To those poor fools around him he was immortal, and yet he marked the small changes, knew that he was trapped within them. Savored them.
Blood that had once been glory was now burdensome mockery, pulsing through him and resisting every attempt to loose it from his veins. His own cells were like stars, burning hotly, brightly. An illusion of forever, and yet...
Word Count: 117