The dear first contact
I shall always remember
Her eyes, her shine, the flowing white dress
Her nature, most of all; sweet and soft, like a flower.
Appointed as high priest, I watched and assisted her prayers
But peace only came when we were together
In the gardens, or within the palace, we always felt content
As if our souls were forever linked and renewed.
Our first dance, kiss, and night together
Made me feel her pain and sorrow
From the Pillar, the accursed crown, that kept her from her wishes
In my selfishness, I set out to destroy her imprisonment.
I attempted this wrongly, and it cost us much
Lives were lost and dreams were shattered
All because of a selfish love
My own love that I could not deny.
I sent minions and darkness one after the other
To combat the ones that would put an end to us
But all were unsuccessful and I only felt crushed
With each additional loss and death.
I sit here now, bruised and broken
Dwelling inside my dying machine
Which has lost a deadly dance of battle.
I wait for the flames to engulf me as I think of her
And wait for our last serenade to begin.
Emeraude....I beg of you...forgive me.
~Dedicated to a compassionate friend, and a lost one as well.~