There was a time of peace…
Chapter I: His Name
I saw her, standing in the darkness far away,
My hands were cold; the ice of this winter's day covered my fingers,
It stung them, devoured the warmth, willing to betray me.
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I shouted, reached out to touch her flaming cheek,
But it exploded into a thousand sparks of nothingness,
And she was gone, with every element known to humanity.
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I was alone, I am alone, and I will be, forever perhaps,
The wolves of the night shout my distorted name,
Remind me of all those times I was wrong,
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All those victims that proved me right…
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"Leave." She says, her voice is emotionless,
I hear, "Stay," in those trembling notes,
Taking a step forward, I wrap my hands around the void,
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Embrace her as if she is alive…
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I wait; I rush forward, impatient now.
The clemency on my soul has expired,
Now I seek the truth behind the dusty bookshelves of my burned library,
I throw the ash of the books to the floor, I push my way forward.
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I find nothing…
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The escape from reality, the escape to find one true explanation,
Why do I love her?
When the leaves from the ancient trees fall, surviving the blades of ice, unable to give me,
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A chance for empathy…
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She is different, unlike the ones I drowned in longing,
Her eyes showed me the waters worth drowning in,
The spirit of her being, the blood of her heart,
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All lost in the inferno of a passionate demise…
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She told me her name; Devil knows how to hail those letters out loud,
I tried,
Once, twice, three times; still receiving no explanation of what those eyes held within.
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Her eyes were metal doors, hiding her soul,
Away from me, and all of those who dared to throw agony upon her kind,
But she saw something in me.
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Something sparked a growing bond between us.
Invisible, fragile.
One step wrong, failure, darkness; I have no excuse to mess up.
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And so, I started simple:
I gave her my name.
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"Me…Haytham…I come in peace…"