i remember the first time i watched this anime ,i was pretty drawn to Ciel,because of his remoteness and intricately characteristics.though i knew that Sebastian was also one of the important characters ,that the series would be incomplete without him .now when think back ,i found that i actually do miss parts of him.sounds silly ,swt.Sebastian ,everything about him is so perfect ,i guess i know why those girls are so crazy over him.
i like him not because that he's good-looking , or perfect in everything ( perfection do make people feel a bit unapproachable),not because of his gentleness or sensibility,or because i like something that is devilish i like him because of his smile
he's one of the few characters in this anime that do constantly keeping a smiling face,but of the others ,i don't like Liu's smile ,because it seems to me hypocritical and obsequious .i distaste Grell's exaggerated ,sickening smile ,when his red-lipsticked lips stretched wide ,it seems to be perturbing,and after all he only smiles to those handsome.Aloise's smile seems sad and self-mocking,it's of the disappointment and despair to the world ,sometimes it seems tauntingly and callous.and i hope so much that Ciel do smile sometimes,it's so hard to see that
Sebastian he smiles faintly when Ciel criticises his prepared food he smiles reassuringly when he's wounded in the battles,but still trying to pick Ciel up in his arms he smiles warmly when he introduces the dishes for dinner he smiles grimly when he fights he smiles ironically when teases Ciel of being contradictory he smiles knowingly when Ciel hints on something he smiles politely when received praises from the others he smiles sweetly when teaching Ciel waltz he smiles shaking his head when his master insists on eating dessert before dinner he smiles with relief when the problem is solved he smiles,in love when being with cats he smiles playfully when Ciel is embarrassed he smiles when saying yes,my lord
if it wasn't for that month ,would you smile warmly again ,like you truly mean it? if it had not been for the night three years ago,would you be the same child as you were now?the child who was once shy,timid is long gone,the life of a child who believed in love and faith ceased on that night, in the burning red flame,all reduced to ashes ,smothered,blown away by winds,the truth locked away,the remains hardened,fortress built up high and silently behind those piercing blue eyes,in them i see a ferment of emotions,apathy yet angry,longing yet afraid ,denial and confusion all mix,light years,still and distant cover not the sorrowful face,arrogance and pride is the colour of camouflage,it wraps you up so that it's never noticed,your pain or vulnerability ,even when it's reached the point of breakage,you will never back down or cringe from it,you said weeping is only for the weak,you know that even if you were to break down and cry,there aren't anyone beside you to comfort you of your sadness,so what is the point of crying?and there are things that can never be retrieved ,there's despair that will never be erased by time,so you decide to move on instead of dabbing in the rotten past .however ,underneath those layers of shield,lay a pure soul of its loneliness and desperate isolation ,desperate for something to hold on to,desperate for love and able to feel loved again.
if tears are the evidence of pain then i shall not let you see it i shall hide it in the rain and let myself be the only one who can hear the crying sound of those silent grief summer wind rips the leaves from the branch before their lives trampled and withered freezing into dirty slush in the harsh winter rises scarred but strong carry the burden on the back unspeakably heavy, sagged down on my shoulders wanting it to be lifted off so much but now it's too late to step back or look behind trudge forward through the yards of blank white snow heaped up high around my knees sometimes falling down and standing back up again over the hill there is a faint line of light brush of pale pink and lime green dawn is coming what is beautiful is fleeting and i must get to there
if love never lasts then i shall keep my distance keep my heart shuttered so that you will never see the marks to show that i have ever cared secretly hide away the vulnerability if this is the real you laying naked in the depths of my eyes the thoughts of you is crying drown in the silence of blue night and let the loneliness hold me secure sing me to sleep and carry me through the nights outside, austere moonlight streams in through the window a sheen of wintry lustre inside of the room, in the lingering soft glow fire crackling in the fireplace, raspes and throws sparks into darkness turn onto my side the air stirs and i close my eyes lay wrapped in dreams the dream of three dream the contented dream dream sleep wrapping my arms around you and wake up to find ..what? is it because i have got too accustomed to it that i feel no more restricted that i forgot the feeling of ever been alone if my voice could reach back through the past i''ll whisper in your ear :how i wish you were here. late night and early light summer comes and gone no longer the same person i forgot the last time i'd cried i forgot the taste of the white flakiness on my lips on the night of being so alone and afraid without you by my side
borned in 14/12/1875,the name CIEL has the meaning of '' sky blue'' in french,undoubtedly,Ciel is different from any other 12 years old children ,sophisticated and cynical,regarding the distrustful human nature contemptuously,this young face shows the stoniness and determination,once he had all the things in his grasp,parents who loved him more than anything,a brief but happy childhood,i wonder if it hadn't been that fire ,if he had not been taken away and abused,Ciel would have been living a better life ,he would not have Sebastian beside him ,he wouldn't have made the deal which demanding his soul,he would have married Elizabeth,even though sooner or later he would die ,but it'd mean dying in the memories of those who loved him.again ,no matter how cold he looks,he is still a child ,loves playing games, making fun of his butler ,loves to see the funny face of his incredible butler when he fails to complete an order from him.it hurt to see him faking a smile ,a lie to conceal his motive ,a never-accomplished promise ,to an innocent girl who waves smiling back at him,when she's out of sight,raised hand drops down to his side ,eyes hardened taking a frosty glint ,smile fading at his lips,again ,he's cold and cruel when it comes to completing mission on the orders from the queen ,he will try any means to get what he wants,he wont tolerate failure hence will not hesitate in making move,kicking off those who stay in his way ,to ensure he is able to climb to a higher place,even if it means stepping on other dead bodies ,letting the tears of other flow ,or sacrificing other lives ..
but who have caused the transition of a young innocent boy,the society ..this is a world full of lies ,pretentiousness ,and hyprocrites,either be the deprived or the depriver ,ciel see everyone as wanting something from him when they devote to serve him,he believes in no one except himself,the relationships built up based on profits and status ,once common interest is removed disloyalty and betrayal will be surfacing.the oppresion of poor ,noble fight for power,
Plot The series takes place in England during the reign of Queen Victoria. It follows Sebastian Michaelis, a demonic butler obliged to serve twelve-year-old Earl Ciel Phantomhive due to a contract he made with Ciel binding Sebastian to the child's will. Although Sebastian is able to carry out his tasks with ease and perfection, his co-workers, Baldroy, Finnian, and Mey-Rin, are not as competent, resulting in Sebastian having to complete their tasks as well. Sebastian also assists Ciel in solving the problems plaguing England.
Characters
Sebastian Michaelis is the butler of the Phantomhive household and Ciel 's bodyguard.pale slender fingers with nails painted in black revealed everytime he takes off the white gloves that worn over his hands,sleek black hair ,eyes that glow red in the dark or when he's granted an order from Ciel.dressed in black tailcoat ,lean and impeccable,he often describes himself with the phrase'' watashi wa akuma de shitsuji desukara'',a play on the word ''akuma(devil) ,so that it either translates to ''I'm just a butler'' or'' i serves as a butler and also a demon'',he's a cat person , who will call a cat as a real beauty,down to his knees ,dazed,eyes shown with admiration and love when he sees one ,but who never at once casted a side glance to a real woman who's trying to seduce him,=.=''he has unquestionably perfect knowledge ,manners ,talent with material,martial arts ,he shows his loyalty to Ciel ,serves beside him and for countless times save him from dangers,partly due to the deal they have made ,which results in a mark etched on the skin of his left hand ,binds him to the will.and demon never lies.i have just take a quick glimpse of his true form ,not very clear though ,high-heeled boots ,elongated nails and his body is surrounded by dark mist,yet it's enough detailed to make the angel cringes with disgust ,face twisted in disdain ,as if he's seen something truly filthy
Ciel Phantomhive is the business-savvy ,12 -year- old head of the English Phantomhive noble family, a blue ring wore on one of his fingers,which is of the same colour of his eyes -sapphire and it's the heirloom that has been passed down from his ancestors,reminding him the curse laid upon Phantomhive family.he runs a company selling children toys and sweets.his parents were killed in a fire ,their house burnt down , he lost everything in just one night,and was carried away to be humiliated and abused , there's a red mark burnt into the side of his waist ,which is something he doesn't like for others to see,reminding him the pain he has gone through ,he ever said that he came back for himself ,even though he did take down revenge ,the dead would never be brought back to life, but he wants those people who have shamed him to taste the same pain,rather than dabbed his feet in the rotten past ,he moves on ,never regretting each move he has taken,it's suggested that he looks at Sebastian as a pawn ,in the chess game,who can move to anywhere with just single move ,he said the rules only exist in a chess game ,in the real world ,they are meaningless,in a game there''ll be the showing up of betraying chess piece ,or the rule-breaking pawn ,if you were to be careless,your king'd be taken down,in the end ,even though Sebastian is still bound to the will ,waiting for his master to take the next move .he wears black eye patch to cover the purple pentagonal symbol,which bears a contract with his demon.although he's portrayed as emotionless ,it's shown that he does that to avoid feeling hurt or lose something important to him again.
i wake up to find pain , throbbing and fresh start gnawing its way up my side, my hand clutches the lower side of coat feel the wetness on the tips of my fingers the colour of crimson blossoms and recalls memories from beneath i remember choas everything went aflame, pillars crumbled down, blazing flame raged on,charred the surface as it crossed, tainted the sky overhead blood red the crying sound slashed the silence of the night air the city fire,fury of an angel like the churning sea in storm, dark and twisted washed everything red where am i sit up and gray spinning fog is around coils over the surface of water like a serpent leaves no mark where it crawls folded and furled the air is thin water gray as steel beneath my feet the boundary is vague at where the horizontal line disappears the world's hauled into nothingness like a faded picture dark blue eyes look out over the water watching breaths flushing out turn into white dense vapour , slowly rises up and vanish into the bluish gray of light curled up on the wooden board the outline of city ,the curve of river or the shape of the bridge is unrecognizable sit on a lake of shadows the gloom dives in the future is never transparent clear yet the past is fading, every pieces of it, like the sand in glass my life is flitting, my soul is lifted. the growing darkness growing creeps in from the corners of my eyes my vision blurs flurry of blue spots float past me, brush my face gently , twirl in front of me before blow away ''what are these blue light? ''these are the people appeared in your life,these are their longings for you,my master'' ''longings?such a strange feeling'' the moon is dreaming upward from a sea of cloud and gleams sorrow darkens into despair on the surge of heart that cannot cease to bear never thought I'd be able to feel again sadness clings to me darkness closes it on every side the rose has lost its redness cold the grass has grown water rushes up the shore and recedes with calming repetition which eventually becomes stillness this is where when it ends
you look so sad as you sleep as if you were having a bad dream but i'm here ,right beside you and i wont go anywhere how do i live without you you have lived mistaking freedom for selfishness relying on a starless night with an invisible eye to everyone who is empty hold out a hand and dream a dream now look to the sky for i will always protect you the shadow is free to flap its wings and fly around for i do no long for it anymore anyone isnt free
everyone is in the sky in the cage called ''freedom'' its enough if you are here for i do not need wings anymore
