This I never got to Tell

Chapter 2

Meant to Be

Though the battle I must ride

With the Own and you at my side

You touch my arm and I look your way

Hazel and blue meet, not knowing what to say

This battle may claim our lives, may be our last

It's time to piece together the past

Mounted upon our steeds, we set out at a steady pace

I let my mind drift, and it gives me a picture of your face

We had spent a lot of time together, as friends

Never thought it would change to be more

Only a kiss on the cheek and the holding of a door

I see you ahead of me

I think perhaps we are not meant to be

I look to the ground and close my eyes

Who cares about love when, in this battle, he or I might die?

The horns sound

Orders, shouts and screams melt into one cry

Hooves pound at the ground

I see brave men fall and die

You either fight and win, or fight and lose

Either way, you have to pay your dues

To the Crown, to the realm, I have many

To the end of the world they may send me

But do I fill your expectations, do I play my part?

Do I even have a duty to my heart?

I see you fight

Your blade reflects off a strange yellow light

Not magic

The light of the sun

That light gives me hope

As I ride ahead to meet my demise

You cry out, call my name

Trying to protect me

No

I won't obey

I want to finish this

Orders won't make me stay

I ride toward the warlord, glaive in hand

I don't care if I sacrifice myself for this land

He puts an arrow to the string and lets it free...

I still ride

I will live I whispered

I know I lied

Another arrow digs into my chest

I would finish this Scanran pest

Two more arrows are fired

On the saddle I begin to sway

The sun still shines through today

I fall from the saddle with a gasp

My vision swims I know I will not last

I see you run to me

I thought perhaps we were not meant to be

I look to the ground and close my eyes

Who cares about love when, in this battle, I knew I would die?

You wipe the blood from my face

At your touch my blood begins to race

It pulses through my wound to soak the dirt

I realized, with you by, it doesn't seem to hurt

Tears shine on your cheeks

Your eyes seem to shine as the tears leak

You quickly bandage the wound

Like you did my heart

And I realize an emotion I had been holding back was this

It could only be described with a kiss

You lift my body onto the saddle and mount behind me

Arms wrapped around me to hold the reins

Your warmth wraps around me, one I will miss

Riding back to shelter, I let myself be comforted by your presence

As we near the camp

A mage lamp showing the way

I felt my life give away

I turn my head and see your face

The sunset gives your features an odd sense of grace

Blue eyes soft and grave

You sense that I cannot be saved

I watch you dismount and sighed

It is not a sigh of contentment, of annoyance

It was a sigh of death

For I breathed my last breath

But the image that follows is one of calm

Even as I drift into the Peaceful Realms I supposed that we were meant to be

You and me

A good couple some would have said

Had I not been dead

You are no longer yourself, a shell

Sometimes you wonder if you're in a heaven

But you conclude you're in a living hell

You throw yourself off Balor's Needle, out of grief of a young love

Not blossomed to its full form

Inside your heart there had been a storm

Should you have let me go and moved on?

Or continued on alone?

Your blue eyes are bright now

As you kneel and take my hand asking me to seal a marriage vow

I accept

My heat is singing

My ears are ringing

A new life is beginning

I see you facing me

I think perhaps we are now meant to be

I look to the ground

You lift my chin to meet your eyes and my silent heart begins to pound

Hazel and blue meet, knowing at last what to say

Who cares about death when you have love, a love that's to stay?

A good couple, some now say

You are yourself again no longer a shell

We are in a heaven, above a hell

All we needed was each other

Two names and one fief

For only Neal knew that Dom would join me out of grief

So the grave now stands

Joining two people and their lands

Rest in Peace

Domitan and Keladry of Masbolle