Lhindir_ 3436 Popular Post Share Posted March 14, 2021 Broken Glass Oh how must I rid myself of this lament? It is hard to say why, but even my own hands bewrayeth my wishes. They twitch and tingle, and under the pressure of holding my own glass, snap! Just like that, a glass broken, and now I must garner a new shirt, for wine stains the one I have. But oh, not just wine; the sharp edges of the glass sliced my hand, giving way for blood to stain as well. And not only do my hands bewrayeth me, but so do the people I held dearest. That girl, that servant girl… what had I done to deserve her torment? This glass is akin to the razor which she attempted to poison me with in my food. It could have been avoided if it weren’t for her folly. It wasn’t my fault. It had to be done. And now she lay deep down, by the Helena lake - which, I suppose, is a place of the past. On the bank, where swans lingered and the reeds reached upward to the sky, and smaller things lurked beneath. I figured myself mad for that, why had I been plagued with these horrors at such a young age? And then there was that other one… what was her name? My memories precede me - ah, Philippa. Another fool who fancied me, but the very thought of her fills my heart with ire. I took you to dinner, I even allowed you to stay in my Kaedrini abode; but you still wished for something greater. For a time, I did as well, and I still do think about how different it all could be. But that marriage would have been worthless. She was wrought from nothing, was nothing, and there was nothing she could bring me. There was nothing she could do for me that would make up for all that wasted time. Though these were weights I did not have to carry on my own. For there was Hera, the old elf, who always helped me bare whatever burdens I had. But unlike the others, Hera was not just a stepping stone that led to where I am now. He became a figure of hope for me, who showed me the proper way - and acted as someone who I knew I could follow. He showed me the truth, whether it be my faith, my sins, or even the natural sciences and philosophy which he taught. This was a man I could seek refuge with, and for that, I thank him eternally. He actually understood me, showed me love, recognized my brilliance which others thought non-existent! So here I dwell, covered in blood and wine, and broken shards of glass, all by myself. But this is better, there is more meaning to my life now. Due to the fact that even in death I will outlast what I could have been? (written with the help of @Nozoa he is really pog) 32 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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