Taiga-Arlovski

She gazed at the black haired, short statured man standing in front of her. The girl smiled weakly with tears in her eyes. Her clothes were soaked in blood as she felt him running his fingers along her cheeks, while she wept and begged for death to take her to the empty darkness that would be gently enveloping her soon. “I.. I’m sorry. Forgive me, please, heichou”, she stared at his indifferent eyes, those that never show any emotion. But there was something different this time about those eyes. It was sorrow… Or maybe something else? She couldn’t explain even though it was so obvious. Enveloped in her tears,