Lhindir_ 3414 Popular Post Share Posted March 3, 2021 tunes to read/write along with Youth's Lament Lost, I sit atop these cobbled stairs, cold like the howling winds rushing past me. And yet my mouth is left agape, how I long to taste the cool eve’s air upon my tongue. How I long for what I once was. What must it be like to feel again? To taste again? What wonder! But these are fickle things, and I’m sure nobody would understand. Since they all take it for granted, at least I did not. I knew what was coming, didn’t I? The last to desert me, my luscious black locks - along with the smooth complexion I once had. Abandoned, I feel; for I cannot even remember the touch of my once belovèd, oh Arika. Oh what man am I… no man at all, for, my heart is as black as the night, and, I fear I won’t ever befall. How might I cure this sickly malady that I have stricken within myself? I have tried it all, to no avail. Alas, this must be what I am destined to be; but I fear for what I am yet to become. And now, I see a vivid image, a memory. A lean young man with blue eyes like the autumn sky, and fair skin that hadn’t yet seen the toils of war, or the fumes of dastardly experiments. I reached out my hand, and just like that, it was gone. Oh, so long, young Ostromir. I’d like to see you again, but I fear this might be our last. Do say goodbye to Mother for me, since I could not say it myself. The unrelenting sorrow her death brought me still rages on to this day. What would she think if she saw me now? At least Cecile is alright, she is the reason I was able to keep trudging on, after all. A brand new tea set, that is, a simple thing but it was the best a simple mortal could do; and the best was enough for me. It’s a shame the kinder people have to spend their time helping others, instead of living out their own lives; I’m not sure if I’d do the same given I were in her shoes. Oh! But Arika, how could I forget. You were always above a mere maid, in my eyes, as black as they may be. I won’t ever forget how we waltzed that night, our hearts collided - but you will be left behind. It hurts, though this is the reality of things. I’ve accepted what is to come, yet I still ponder on what could have been. I could have carried out a regular life, or perhaps even been a venerable noble of the highest esteem; then built up a family, and died a fulfilled man. Though my duty calls for something else. I long to sit along the old brook, where walls encompassed me and I embraced their protection. Where the trickling of water and the clouds of fluff in the sky were enough to keep me satisfied. Where the loyal Padraig stood guard, serving my ever-opulent house. But those times are long behind me now, so there must be no reason in remembering them. I feel melancholy, if this is what that is. I would not know, for my brain is befuddled, drained down to the last fragment of myself. I know not of the luxurious existence that humans carry out, I am above them, I am eternal. The only thing I have on them, but as eternal as I may be, are one thousand lives worth living if I cannot feel? These feelings can be described, but never explained - never felt again. My existence is a thing of complexity, though my most interesting features have been forgone, replaced by the ravenous nature of a starved hound. 34 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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gurlpirate 316 Share Posted March 3, 2021 Eliza suddenly is struck by a memory. Ostromir, watching her in the gardens of Providence. She wonders how life has changed for him, if at all, since that meeting. Eliza smiles as she recalls this moment they shared, then it fades into a deep sadness. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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