(No pairing - Cassim - Angst?)

~He had slipped too far, and the light he so wished to be was now out of reach.~

Sins Which Never Wash

No matter how many times he washed his hands in that river, his father's blood was still there. Not visible, but he could feel it, weighing down his arms as if he were carrying barrels of bricks all day long.

He was a good-for-nothing, as his father had said. That's all he was. Now he was a good-for-nothing murderer. No matter how many rocks he kicked or things he did to try and seem better, that's all he was destined to be.

Even if that blonde-haired and bright-eyed friend of his, the one that was so pure, didn't see it, that's what he was. Because no matter how hard he tried, no matter what he did, he would always be that speck of dirt, clinging to the light but inevitably just dirtying it up.

The Duel World Challenge - Kairyu-Shin - write about a river - "rock"

I don't think Cassim gets enough love. Poor little damaged cinnamon roll. ;3

~Foxtail-chan