'You need rest, Er Lang. Or else you'll die or something' he muttered. 'Oh...sorry for that'he added, when he saw Er Lang's glare.Er Lang shook his head, and leaned against Liu.He was really tired, as much as he hated to admit that, to agree with Liu.'Rest...just...rest' he muttered, then stood up again and walked by himself.Even if he was an undead now, he still had to deal with his inner world. The world thattired him, the world that wanted to stay alive, behind all the barriers already imposed bylife.
Somebody else's life.
Liu gave him a worried look. Something wrong was bound to happen.Er Lang let out a harsh breath, and almost fell to his knees. Liu caught him before hereached the ground, and helped him stand up. He glared towards the threebrothers.
This is completely...URGH!!!
He was about to say something cruel reffering to the beggars treatment towardsstrangers - guests, when Er Lang's grasp on his arms tightened, and he stood up on hisown, once again. He couldn't make the polite bow he always made when he metsomebody important, so he just kept his head low, as if he was too tired. Hair fell overhis face, as he smiled.His soft voice was heard a few seconds after, but his lips didn't move at all.
Once a dead tree, hoping for one good day.Smiling, I walk upon the graves.And as I fall, I remember the clear rain, and the one scent.And I die.But still, here I am - trying to make the best of today's remains
he started, then choked.It was hard. After a few seconds, he lifted his head, and leaned it to a side, his eyesclosed.
But still, here I am - swearing an only trust
Singing for an oath, a pact I cannot deny
Then Liu took over, after making sure Er Lang was not about to fall.
Letting words pour out - making life ring out through this promise Once a dead tree, always to kill those that count.But no more.An oath for secrecy, following the truth.I will keep all to myself.But no more.
he concluded. He lifted Er Lang in his own arms, as he had goneunconscious.