Forever
Summary: There is one thing in life that never changes. Love. Years down the track, the Tortallan heroes and sheroes reflect on the love of their lives. AG, in the first chapter, and depending on reviews and my mood I may or may not continue. Written in first person and in present tense.
AN: I've never done first person before, or present tense...I don't know if this is going to be very, very, bad. I would really appreciate CC. I know neither Alanna nor George are poetic, but... shrug. This is going a long way towards curing my writer's block.
There are far too little AG fics out there, and far too little reflections. Here's one.
Dedicated to Mark, who told me that it has a certain ring to it.
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"Alanna."
I turn. Turn and look behind me, at someone who's been there, right behind me, all along. I turn, gaze into those large hazel eyes, and see the true love of my life.
Ours is a quiet kind of love. It doesn't have the burning passion of the love between my former squire, Neal, and the Yamani Yuki, or the magnificence of the love between King Jonathan and his Queen, Thayet. It lacks dramatics, lacks fairytales, lacks the burning desire that usually fills young hearts.
But we are not young, and burning desire eventually dies out to leave empty shells. Love doesn't. Love is real, and it will always be there. The love between us is perfect, harmonies of two people who can neither live with each other, nor live without. A type of love irreplaceable by dreams, obligations, hearts.
I look back at those days, so long ago, yet so vivid in my memory. Those days when I was madly in love with the then Prince Jonathan. That was real, but it was not lasting. There was fire, and passion, but there wasn't sustainability. Love built on fire will eventually burn down.
Years would dull most relationships, take the fun out of love, but not with one like ours. Our love is that you share with your best friend, so long that it had turned into something more. There is not one sentence I say which he cannot finish for me. There is not one thing I feel he cannot understand, even when he does not feel it himself. Yet, we never run out of things to talk about, never run out of things to be fascinated about with each other.
I look back on my teen days, when he had been a constant source of support, and a great friend. I look back on the day I realized that I loved him, along with the realization that I always have, but was too blind to see it. Too blind, and too drowned in the love with another.
I don't hesitate to say that my life isn't real. There isn't need for others to try to reach what I have, because they will never get it. But the one thing in my life that was found, not given, the one thing that's more real than anything has ever been, is love. Always has been, always will be.
I am a knight because I dreamt. I am a legend because I strived. But...I am alive, because I loved.