Obtain Bearing
By SMYGO4EVA
What can be obtained may as well never be captured in the first place – what is precious, what can be turned from coal to pearls, and what can be made pure. Fragments of what is lost can never be found ever again, and in the golden sands of time, a kingdom may as well stay hidden for all eternity. When a god would visit, the land rumbles with fear and exultation, and it is the same with kings themselves.
The Thief King may not be a real king, but he was one in his rightful state of mind, and the land that he had lost was a shell of its former glory. The home that was a village unjustly ravaged and its civilians' silent screams never to be heard again. Bloodstained sands glittered in the opalescent moonlight, untimely ends permeated and painted, in-erasable and never to be avenged. The Thief King knew that those would pay for the suffering of his people, and they would pay dearly. It would be a cruel fate that suited those best, and the catacombs he picked out for them were too good a punishment for them, those who did him and his home wrong.
The Maiden of the White Dragon was not a goddess, not without splintered edges and metal shards to shield her from the ugly world. She knew not of her true calling, her ultimate fate, to be the vessel of a monster, to become the monster herself, and she did not wish for that dream to be reality. She knew herself as a demon from paradise, or what they have called her an angel from the underworld beneath those sands. Another fracture occurs, and the fragment releases the monster in a maiden's disguise, forever staining her from the inside out. Tears forever flow by her hand, the sins she carried from protecting the one she had loved and the one who showed her actuality.
Oil in water, to obtain bearing, and to leave a mark upon the world is what sin would await these two. As the Thief King carries a fragment of the Maiden's heart, so he keeps it with him, and she accepts the very demon inside her; to carry a fragment of what is lost and is one's true fate.
(A/N: Wow – it's been five years since I've been writing fics and now I shall commemorate this great moment by writing this piece, and thank you all so much to those who have helped me along the way and have encouraged me every step of the way.)