A/N: Hi everyone! This followed right after I met Rosea in the game. I really like her character, and she's awesome in battle to boot. For some reason this game brings out the wannabe poet in me, hehe. It's written from Wylfred's perspective. Please enjoy! :Meresta
Summery: The worst enemy revenge can have, is the one of falling in love.
Rating: T
Warnings: Possible spoilers, slight violence, weapons, death.
Disclaimer: I do not own Valkyrie Profile; Covenant of the Plume.
Definite.
She moved a way not making sound,
along the journey I had found.
To fight ever so faithful, along my side,
her smile after victory, filled with pride.
The texture of her dress,
asking to be caressed.
Her maiden's dreams shine bright,
and fill my heart with light.
Yet light is not desired,
by a will with vengeance fired.
By a life so insecure,
a soul turning impure.
I am not deserving, but I cannot take leave,
with every second near you, my own heart I deceive.
For my goal does not know,
these emotions I show.
She moves her staff as javelins fall,
her eyes still brightest of them all.
I know this battle to be lost,
yet I refuse to pay the cost.
This plume is burning through my clothes,
offering what it's master chose.
A voice I hear but no one sees,
forces me down on my knees.
Secrets my cried tears were not,
as I made this battle her last one fought.
The power she felt in her blood,
in between her hands it caught.
Dealing out her final strike,
heaven and hell in force alike.
Her voice was everything but whole;
"May the Gods have mercy on your soul"
But this game is not played by Gods,
who roll their dice and measure odds.
The only ones around the board,
are ones who cannot be restored.
Had we been different you could stay,
try to take these sins away.
Now I know I can't be mend,
for today my love has seen her end.
Thank you for reading! Reviews are much appreciated!