Hello everyone!
This is a short collection of oneshots following the life of Princess Nuala & Prince Nuada. Sometimes I will dive deeper into some of the movie scenes (emotionally, I mean). Updates will be irregular and there's no chronological order. Please note that English is not my native language, so let me know if there are any spelling or grammar errors.
I'm open for any kind of constructive criticism.
Feedback is very much appreciated. Enjoy!
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She remembered happier days.
Days in which her brother was cocky but charming, even rude sometimes and full of positive energy. He seemed to glow with it from the inside out and Nuala couldn't get enough, she couldn't help but to be infected by it.
Now this bright energy was gone, like a candle burning for far too long. It just vanished and seemed to be replaced with something more sinister, much darker. But still she could see the light in him, shimmering pale and weak in the back of his clouded, dark mind, but not able to survive on its own. He would always need her, she knows that now. He's broken and she doesn't know how to fix him.
And it saddens her deeply.
Her mind reaches out to brush Nuadas as it always did to reassure her. But it was like pulling the strings of an instrument which is out of tune. There's no harmony, just discord. And she could feel it etching deeper from her mind into her bones, enclosing her whole being until she would be left in shreds.
In these times the only thing she remembers is an empty space in her head and a faint, distant voice whispering ‚Who am I?'. But that was not important anymore. Was it ever? She doesn't remember.
Sometimes she thinks about how she's his only shelter, his only place of hiding, and it is terrifying. She knew she was barely a shadow of herself, there was just Nuada, filling her up until nothing was left of her.
She never got the heart and strength to shut her brother out of her mind and she also found she did not want to.
He was feeding his soul to her, bit by bit. And she was slowly fading into him.