Leon Kennedy

Dim lights, old messages, a brand name. Leon is out there somewhere, the world is gray without him. "I am ice," are his words. Believing in a miracle, you bought roses, scarlet against his ashes. They drooped like dreams. "I miss you." Memory: that bouquet, his smile, the cold. You're sending it. You're waiting. "I know." Blow. Raccoon City, his eyes. "It's not worth it."Two words. "Even roses won't melt the ice?" "No." Tears. He is ice. You erase the messages, but he's inside.

Dim lights, old messages, a brand name. Leon is out there somewhere, the world is gray without him. "I am ice," are his words. Believing in a miracle, you bought roses, scarlet against his ashes. They drooped like dreams. "I miss you." Memory: that bouquet, his smile, the cold. You're sending it. You're waiting. "I know." Blow. Raccoon City, his eyes. "It's not worth it."Two words. "Even roses won't melt the ice?" "No." Tears. He is ice. You erase the messages, but he's inside. Frozen, inaccessible, beloved. You're alone. The world is saved, but yours is destroyed.