Hello all and welcome to Scattered Rust and Stardust. It is my intentions of using this as dumping ground for my Seth/Eirika WIPs and various other pieces I feel do not fit within Crossroad. Seeing as there will be WIPs, I would rather have comments, thoughts, constructive criticism, and suggestions, rather than grammatical and spelling pointers. Regardless, any form of feedback is strongly encouraged and greatly appreciated.
Title: Blind
Rating: T
Summary: There is so much damaged and torn and mangled that cannot be replaced. Post-game. AU.
Status: Complete
Started and Completed: 4 December 2007
Last Edited: 10 September 2010 for formatting
Word Count: 389
Posted: 1 January 2009
Author's Notes: Although this is complete, I feel that the tone and style of this piece is too estranged from Crossroad's to be posted there. Influenced greatly by Linay's Without Words.
They had found each other during the war, and that is what their bond is made of:
Blood stained upon their hands, the weight of the guilt, the weight of not feeling guilt at all; there is so much damaged and torn and mangled that cannot be replaced.
They complement each other well; what one has lost, the other has not. But more often than not, they are both missing something.
For her it is faith.
For him it is loyalty.
War stole their eyes and their hearts. So they do not see that they never really lost anything. Not completely, never completely. Things are just forgotten and buried, because faith and loyalty don't belong. . .
They are blind to the way he is faultlessly loyal to her, how she places her faith in him. Blinded through more than their eyes that they are more than just companions.
When they do realize, it is quiet, there are no bold declarations. Neither of them are strangers to falling into bed with empty faces at time; drink leads to foolish things, but drink lets them forget. They've fallen in with each other once or twice, and each time one of them awakens before the other, and leaves without a word.
They never mention these nights.
It is sudden:
"Do you ever think of going back?"
It is not in either of their natures to shy from the truth, so he responds soundly. "Yes."
"Do you want to go pay my brother a visit?"
"What are you going to tell him? You've been away a good many years."
"With you."
His voice is low and his eyes dark. "A Princess consorting with a disgraced Knights is hardly a way to return, Eirika."
She stops tracing the patterns on his back and sits up. "No, Seth, I meant that. . ."
He presses a kiss to her lips. "No, neither of us are suited to marriage anymore; we are too afraid of such commitment."
"But, we'll stay with each other, regardless."
"Yes, yes we will."
The two of them never marry.
The two of them stay with each other the rest of their lives, and when they are both old and dying, he asks her:
"We never were lost were we?"
"No," she says, bending down to kiss him, "we never were."