She, The Ice Statue
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He was dead.
Brutally murdered. On his way to see his loved one.
The two had recently become engaged to be married. He, the most powerful adept of the village. She, the passionate, kind-hearted priestess whose family swore to protect the sacred lighthouse.
She did not receive the news until the day after.
The young man was found in a pool of his own blood. The warmth of his blood had melted a small crevice in the snow, where his body lay, as if he was a rock, that was lodged into the ground. In his hand held a necklace with the gemstone the young girl loved most, a Tear Crystal.
The young girl wept.
"Why...? Why...? I loved you so much... we were supposed to be together, forever... why did you have to die now?"
Numerous people murmured within the crowd that saw this scene. Many questions were asked. Many sympathies were paid.
"Who would do such a thing?"
"This is so cruel..."
"It's not fair."
"Poor Mia..."
"They were so happy together..."
The young man was laid to rest in the same sanctum where the young priestess performed her duties. The young girl wept bitterly throughout.
*****
The darkness enveloped the young girl.
-Do you love him?-
*I ... I...*
-Is he important to you?-
*He's ...*
The image of the young man she loved so dearly came to her.
*I ... I l-ove him...*
Suddenly, the image disappeared. All was dark once again.
*W-wait...*
-Know this, young priestess. Your sole purpose is to protect the sacred lighthouse. You are not entitled to happiness. Do not love. Do not feel.-
*I ... I...*
-You shall live on, young priestess. You shall perform your duties until the day you die. But remember this. Take this as a lesson. Do not ever love another. Do not ever care for another. If you do, your heart, your hopes, your dreams, shall surely be crushed once again.-
*N - no...*
-You are an ice statue. Nothing else. Remember this.-
The young girl woke up. The silent darkness of the night welcomed her back to reality.
*I'm ... a ... statue...*
The young girl wept.
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He was dead.
Brutally murdered. On his way to see his loved one.
The two had recently become engaged to be married. He, the most powerful adept of the village. She, the passionate, kind-hearted priestess whose family swore to protect the sacred lighthouse.
She did not receive the news until the day after.
The young man was found in a pool of his own blood. The warmth of his blood had melted a small crevice in the snow, where his body lay, as if he was a rock, that was lodged into the ground. In his hand held a necklace with the gemstone the young girl loved most, a Tear Crystal.
The young girl wept.
"Why...? Why...? I loved you so much... we were supposed to be together, forever... why did you have to die now?"
Numerous people murmured within the crowd that saw this scene. Many questions were asked. Many sympathies were paid.
"Who would do such a thing?"
"This is so cruel..."
"It's not fair."
"Poor Mia..."
"They were so happy together..."
The young man was laid to rest in the same sanctum where the young priestess performed her duties. The young girl wept bitterly throughout.
*****
The darkness enveloped the young girl.
-Do you love him?-
*I ... I...*
-Is he important to you?-
*He's ...*
The image of the young man she loved so dearly came to her.
*I ... I l-ove him...*
Suddenly, the image disappeared. All was dark once again.
*W-wait...*
-Know this, young priestess. Your sole purpose is to protect the sacred lighthouse. You are not entitled to happiness. Do not love. Do not feel.-
*I ... I...*
-You shall live on, young priestess. You shall perform your duties until the day you die. But remember this. Take this as a lesson. Do not ever love another. Do not ever care for another. If you do, your heart, your hopes, your dreams, shall surely be crushed once again.-
*N - no...*
-You are an ice statue. Nothing else. Remember this.-
The young girl woke up. The silent darkness of the night welcomed her back to reality.
*I'm ... a ... statue...*
The young girl wept.