}
...
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***Little Raven***



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agosto 11, 2006

Chii


The City without people
(from Chobits)

In this city...there are no people.

The lights are on in all the houses. But there's nobody on the streets.

Are there people inside? I peek in a window to find out.

There are people. But they are with them.

I look in other houses. These people are with them, too.


This city is just like all the rest.


Being with them is fun. More fun than being with people.

Nobody comes outside anymore. There are no people in this city.


I will leave this city and go to another one.

I hope that I will meet someone. Someone just for me.

But if that special someone falls in love with me...

I will have to leave that someone.



Even so, I want to meet that special someone.

This is what I think as I leave the city with no people.



Just as I feared...there's no one here either.

Everyone is inside with them.

Being with them is like living a beautiful dream.

A beautiful dream that no one wants to wake up from.

They will grant your deepest wishes.

They will do whatever you ask. They will be whatever you want.

They can do things that you cannot.

But...there is one thing...they cannot do.


They can never become people.


They might look like people, but they are only substitutes.

I know this very well because I am one of them.


Today I look for someone just for me.

Someone who will love me even if I can't fulfill their wishes.

Someone who has love for me alone.

But...


There is another me.

The other me asks..."Does such a person exist?"


I need...someone whose love for me is true.

I want...someone who loves me without asking anything in exchange.

I hope...unless that someone loves me for being me...


...they're not someone just for me.


Is this so?

"It is."


This someone exists?

"(S)he does."


If so...then where?


My someone is nearby, I think. Perhaps I already know him.

"But..."


"...what if that person does not love you back?"


"What if that person likes someone...other than you?"



"People aren't like them. You can't erase their feelings."

"People aren't easy to change."



I know.

But people do change. Their feelings are dynamic.



"Feelings of love are more resistant than others."

"What if he never loves you?"



Then I'll have to decide.



Decide...and then do what must be done.

Atashi

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There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.

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