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Forever
Posted: 31 Jul 2004 02:33 PM |
Long, cold darkness her tender embrace sorrow filled. A heart that would weep were it able.
Long forever, chained shall she be to the grief within her broken withered heart. Like a dyeing rose ,with it's onece beautiful petals fallen. There, she sits her throne her cage its bond's its her prison. Her hall's empty ruin's of the promised glory icy and cold. Yet a few small glowing embers remain within her heart. Her snowy locks falling like an avalench upon her milky shoulder's. her eyes pierce the darkness her lips a darkend blue from the cold.. Whatever tear's she onece cried are now ice upon her pale cheek's.
"I wonder" her voice is soft and sorrowfilled " I wonder if she still think's of me..."
She smiles to her self slightly and look's a head to the siloet in front of her which seem's silent
her voice proud and confident even after all that has come to pass " you know she told me she loved me onece... I think I loved her too, I still do.. The path was long so uncertain.. We had to press on there was no other way Always alone... She had the ember's within her as did I when Isabella came to the Counts dinner party In Maldovia and found me... little did I know the road she would set me upon.. The road I set Fri'el upon I loved her so I still do, she is my pain and my pleasure. After all, she's why I'm hear arnt I? It was all as it had to be the apprentice... suceeding her mistress, and in the end I'm nothing as she will be. I wonder though what of Fri'el? Did she continue upon the path I set her upon did she embrace the hate and anger?"
The genderless form says nothing simply standing over The chained women upon her Etheral throne.
"You know if she did continue on that path.. her and I will always be bound they will never accept her... she will Always be alone as I was but we will always have each othe even in death... Always be bound to one another I and Fri'el... onece again I hope to be united with her onece more to love her to make her swoon to accept her... The terror of Midor they used to call me... oh and that delightful name That fool Shazjen called me... what was it *she puts a finger to her cheek in though her eyes widen * "Oh yes Erriness I believe is what he called me.. Mayhaps Fri'el will release me from this torment... or some other... * takeing a sip from a goblet that is set next to her chained throw she giggles widly as the red liquid dribbles down her chin* wouldnt that be a delight? "
Her conversation with the mysterous figure continues into the night though seemingly one sided... |
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