robert lake


My friend bought a Japanese magazine about ELP and she found some awesome comics. She has translated them into Chinese for me and some friends, then I translated them(roughly) into English and showed them to @auroreamethyste. We both think ELP fans here deserve a look XD  I have asked the friend who bought them for the permission. 

If there is any mistake, I’m sorry, my translation isn’t great. :p

til the stars go blue | everyone tries to pick up the pieces after robert’s breakdown

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It’s raining when Robert gets discharged. Of course it is, what else would it do?

Vic picks him up. Her eyes are worried and she’s chewing her lip. Robert can’t blame her, he knows what he looks like, worn paper thin and fraying around the edges.

“You alright?” she asks.

Robert gives her a look. He’s not really, but he’s alive. That’ll have to do for now.

They’re quiet in the car, just the sound of rain and the wipers thumping. He watches Vic open her mouth to say something six times before she find the words.

“Are they sure you’re okay to come home? You still seem pretty out of it.”

Robert nods. He is. He can feel the person he used to be but it’s like a coat that doesn’t fit right, he can’t seem to put it back on.

“I’ll be fine,” he tells her.

He can see her frown, not convinced. Robert wishes he didn’t feel the same way.

They’re quiet for a while longer before she cracks again.

“Aaron wanted to come,” she says, voice bright. False. “I told him you asked me to come on my own but he’s waiting for you at home.”

It’s like an ice bath, like being back in that lake. Robert can’t breathe right. “I can’t face him. Not yet.”

“What? Robert he loves you. He’s been worried sick, especially when you wouldn’t let anyone visit.”

Robert doesn’t want Aaron to worry about him. He doesn’t want Aaron to think about him at all.

He doesn’t say anything in the end, can’t make his mouth work.

They stop at a red light and she looks over at him, hands at ten and two like dad taught them. “You know I love you right?” she asks. “You know that, don’t you?”

Robert nods. He can’t feel it, but rationally he knows she has to love him at least half as much as he loves her. That’s more than enough.

He rests his head against the window when they pull off, suddenly exhausted. Watches it rain.

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