Confessions
AN – this is set after Fragile Eternity, although it could be anytime, it could be thought of as AU. Basically it is very random and just came to me and begged to be written. Please tell me if you like it and constructive criticism is appreciated.
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Tavish,
I apologise for leaving so suddenly, here is a short explanation, I hope you will understand, and can perhaps forgive me as I could not think of anything else to do.
I do not understand why he can't see it's over. It is pitiful really how hard he tries to gain my attention in the way that Seth does, he has even stooped to the level of copying Seth in every way that he can.
At first it was small, a tiny change in his glamour, only noticeable on the occasions he wore it – a piercing here, hair darker, then shaggier.
Slowly he changed so much he was no longer Keenan, he was a mockery of Seth, such that whenever I looked at I saw his mimicry and cringed, and when I saw Keenan it was no longer my friend I saw, it was someone so desperate that they had lost them self.
And through doing that he drove me away, I could no longer bear to see or speak to perverted mixture of my friend/king and my lover.
The music was the last straw; Seth's compilations were so utterly Seth that Keenan's pale imitations were a desecration that held no hint of the summer that once drew me to my king.
This is why I left you, my court, why we left. I could not stand to have both my partner and my lover's image in a pitiful mockery of the obsessive stalker fey from the legends that Keenan once promised his court, our court did not follow.
Bring back my king, my friend, Keenan, and I shall return also, if this mockery continues I shall join the countless others Keenan has driven into exile. Tell me when my king returns and your queen shall return also.
Yours,
Aislinn
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