Pray for your Gemini
You're lying at my feet.
Bleeding. My angel with broken wings.
Your soft brown hair is hanging into your blood-covered face. Never again will your radiant smile appear on it.
Gone.
Where are you, my love?
Down in Hades.
Why did you have to go? Aiolos! Aiolos!
Do you remember the time when we first met? Your arrival in Sanctuary was just like a light appearing in the dark. My loneliness was suddenly gone. Those green eyes of yours pierced through my soul and saw my innermost self. You knew me sometimes better than I did.
Why?
Did you sense this darkness inside me? How it grew? How it consumed me?
You were my medicine.
Yes, this light you spread kept the darkness in my soul at bay. You were good for me. Oh, how I enjoyed every minute of being with you.
My light.
Where are you now, Aiolos? Are you watching me? Are you watching over me? Is your soul still keeping the blackness away from me? Are you still preventing it from taking over my own being?
That soul of yours, so full of light.
I was so jealous of you. Not only did you shine with light. With your golden wings you were able to roam the sky like a free bird. Yes, despite your loyalty to Athena, you seemed to be a bird flying freely wherever it wants. Your heart was so free, unlike mine.
Ah, that big heart you possessed.
How gently you treated those around you. I was happy when I saw you laughing with your little brother, because the two of you were happy, because YOU were happy. I was happy when I watched your training, simply because I could watch you. I was happy when you had tender words towards me. They caressed my wounded soul and almost made it forget its pain.
Your soft words.
You felt the pain of those around you and you always had the right words to soften it. But, why did you have to take all that pain onto you? Did you truly have to be the wounded healer they said the Archer to be? It tore my heart whenever I saw sadness or pain upon your face. How could someone as filled with light and joy as you ever be sad or in pain?
Tell me, how?
Yet, you carried on, taking on your shoulders parts of the weights of the others. You found always the right words to lessen grief or anger. I could have listened hours to the tenderness of your voice. Any malice which can be heard in the voices of people is missing in yours. Truly, my love, you had an angels voice.
My angel.
Until that fateful day. Oh, that day. That NIGHT! My heart screamed as it saw the shock and pain on your handsome face. I wished I could have taken over and whipped those awful things away. But no. Instead I sent an assassin after you and Athena.
Shura of Capricorn.
Loyal he is, the Gold Saint of Capricorn. So loyal that he even is able to kill his dear friend. I admit, I sometimes was jealous of him. He loved you like an older brother. Close was the bond between the two of you. The sword and the shield. So alike were the two of you, yet the opposite of each other. Your heart, my beloved Aiolos, shimmered with gentleness. The Capricorn's heart on the other side⦠cold and sharp it was, like the blade of Excalibur.
I made the shield break beneath the sword's blow.
Why didn't you fight, Aiolos? Your power was greater than Shura's, was even greater than mine. Why did you not kill Shura? Was it because he was your friend? Was it for that reason you didn't want to hurt him? Was it because you had to protect Athena? If you had fought back, you might still be alive. So tell me, why did you not do it?
My faded light.
Please, my Sagittarius. If you should ever again step in front of Athena in the fields of Elysium, beg for me. Tell her that deep within my heart, I loved her and wanted to fight by her side. Tell her of my love towards you. Please, my golden angel. I am begging you on my knees.
Pray for your Gemini.
