Survivor: Laterose 02 - Fallen Embers
Once, as my heart remembers
All the stars were fallen embers
Once, when night seemed forever
I was with you
Tears fell openly as I laid her head down on the shore. It was a painful recollection…how you'd had…
"No…" I whispered. "It can't be true."
I looked up at the stars. Even they seemed hateful now. I remembered how we'd likened them to the fallen embers of a fire. That was like me…the fallen ember of a fire of love.
Night had gone slowly then, when we were just talking quietly, not wishing to disturb the others. But we'd been together, that was enough…
And now we were apart.
Once, in the care of morning
In the air was all belonging
Once, when that day was dawning
I was with you
It was the morning. The morning. The morning of the night I lost you, and you lost me…if you loved me. But you did. I know you did. And I knew that you knew that I loved you too.
All the land, sea, and even the air that was around us belonged to Badrang. But it shouldn't have done. That was why you died…for no other reason than that. I wish I could have died instead. No - you'd be unhappy then. I wish I'd died too. Or that you could have lived as well.
I was there, also. We were together.
How far are we from morning?
How far are we?
And the stars shining through the darkness
Falling in the air
What time is it? How many hours, minutes, seconds are we away from the dawn? Those stars are hateful. I can't look at them without crying. The others are so far away…though only a few yards. They can't understand the pain…except Celandine, and I don't know where she is. Wrapped in her own grief, or…no. She didn't deserve to die. Neither did Martin - or Felldoh. No one deserves to die when they're fighting for a good and right cause. Power's never mattered to me, although I grew up as the daughter of a chieftain.
I think one of the stars is falling. Perhaps it's a shooting star, or a comet. I've never been able to tell the difference.
Maybe I can strengthen Martin's blade with it. He seemed to know that he'd…go to Dark Forest. He told me that if he was killed, I was to seek out his father, Luke the Warrior, and give the sword back. If I couldn't find him, I was to keep the blade, and…and make sure that no one was to take it from me, ever. That was what his father had said to him, and now he passed them on to me.
Once, as the night was leaving
Into us our dreams were weaving
Once, all dreams were worth keeping
I was with you
It was well past dawn when I woke up that fateful day. I had sleeping dreams, and I had daydreams. They were the same…
Once, just days ago, all the dreams I'd ever had, nightmares - you would comfort me, funny dreams - we would laugh over them, happy dreams - for the happiness they gave me when depressed, all and any kinds.
I was with you, then. But now they seem pointless. I don't sleep at all, because there's nothing to sleep for. I'm strong, I don't need sleep as a rest, just sitting down after a fifty mile run is a rest. They say that if I go too long without sleep, I'll die. I don't care, I won't care. If I die, I'm with you, and besides, it's just being unconscious. If I knock myself out, wouldn't it have the same effects? Apart from a slight headache, that is.
My heart sang whenever I looked at you. I thought, I'm in love, I know it, and love it. I wasn't in love with the idea of being in love - I knew what that was like - I was in love with you, and I was with you.
Once, when our hearts were singing
I was with you