Cutting the Strings: A Response to Chapter 23 of Someday Part I

Understanding now why the seeing child was broken,
too many visions,
too may thoughts clouding the possibilities
of possibilities revisited,
and her mind rattled on
with the image of a him.
Her someday was filled with the boy
that was loved by the Dark Prince's mate-
The seeing child wanted her destiny
served, but complete without the
expectations of hate
or a life that was given up.
She wanted to him to love with a free mind,
forgotten of little brown haired girls,
whose love was as deep as humans can allow-
Yet her mind fractured,
reality crisscrossed the images of what ifs
and her insanity became true.
And now the Dark Prince's mate sees the truth,
that the seeing child is nothing but a
grand conductor,
a puppeteer swaying her meddling hands,
guiding feet in a line of pre-determined rhythm,
all so she hold on to a memory-
her cause is flawed,
but her dead soul cries out to you,
and you feel for her-
The burning in her stone heart,
the moment the fracture ruptured
and sucked her mind in deeper,
the day the seer's mate died,
when all she could do
was unlive and plan,
to try to keep
the last seed of soul mate
here on this plane.
But at what cost
At who's life?
One being rings true,
the one human left at the center
of it all,
the one who loved the seeing child's mate
almost as much as she-
The dark prince's mirror,
his other half,
but it would cost our shining reflection,
and she too would be left burning.

The Dark Prince & The Iron Maiden: A Response to Chapter 23 of Someday Part II

There really is no true love,
unless it is bathed in blood.
Needing to be broken,
ready to accept this sincere gift.
The maiden has found such a offering
in the embodiment of a Dark Prince-
But he is hers,
just as she is his,
wrapped and bonded,
vined in thorns,
and rose scented passion.
In order to become his equal,
the maiden has to suit herself accordingly-
for the dark prince is not a man,
or beast,
but something far sinisterly delicious.
He is Charon,
bringer of death,
deliverer to hell.
So the love of his existence
would need to be
armored,
suited for battle along his side-
She was chosen for a reason,
having faced human trials,
fears faced,
fought,
wavering only when tangled with trickery-
But she did not give up,
did not give in to the pain.
She remembered his love and held on to it,
her true binding
preparing itself for emergence
on a someday,
when goodbyes and readied made plans
were settled and in place-
But she was tested
by the seeing child,
who gambled our maiden's life,
and thrust the maiden into her battle,
into her changing.
But the Dark Prince,
shaken,
yet strong,
kept her focused,
kept her with him,
as his brother in arms
swiftly prepared the Dark Prince's mate for war-
And with thrice the sun's appearance,
our maiden will be of iron,
eclipsing her former shell,
and becoming his equal

Lynette C. Nichols aka TheUnderStudy - 03/29/2011