The Battle That Brought Me To Him
For many years, I wanted to run away, far from my crystal kingdom, faraway from protecting this world. It was a time were evil strikes with none stop, giving no rest to people. But I have a duty, a duty to protect. For years I have accepted this reality of not being able to be alike the others. I am born with this curse; to be a princess. This is dream of every lady, but though they don't see the negative points. I was cursed to never love nor find true love, or to be free as the birds. I am a goddess. Is that my fault? Evil attacks this land because of me, because I lived. Helping, I don't think that is a wrong thing, but cherishing them to give away my life on account of my job.it's another thing. Don't I have the same rights as the others; the right to live, to love? But know I want write down, my story; a story of everlasting love even through the obstacles.
It was raining for days; those dark days started all the battles. I was going to three devils against only one, which I am this person. It was fifth consecutive day, I wasn't taking any rest, the only thing that pulled my back to reality was the rain, and it was raining cats and dogs. The water poured on me, in an unimaginable way; I was socked from head to toe and I was burning. Somehow I got a feeling that this battle will cost much; maybe my life. I was still standing, in my battle uniform, with my magical wand, ready to assault them. Back then, all what I wanted was to rest and eat. The finally decided to bring me down. The deadly war was declared. We, protectors, have a task to defend and them a responsibility to destroy. We shall never be able to communicate. I was nearly conscience, on the wet ground, after this event and it was this evening that I met him, the love of my life.
I woke up in a bed which wasn't made with feathers but was soft and smelled good. The house rather a cabin was simple but filled with love. I got up slowly, unable to sand up I felt right back on the floor just then a man came in. He helped me back on his bed. He was perfumed the fall; a tender smell. He was tall, brown hair and eyes but most of all he didn't stop smiling; a caring, peaceful one.
"Are you okay? You shouldn't be up, right now." "Where am I? And who are you?" "Don't you remember?" he asked taking a sit beside me. "I found you by the woods. You were injured and unconscious so I brought you here, my home. It's on a cliff and it's a sweet place. When you'll heal, you could see it. Don't move for now or else you're going to reopen the injuries." All I found to say was: "Thank you". "You must be hungry, aren't you? I was cooking something. I'll come with it and fed you it."
Strangely, he didn't ask my name or where I came from. He just cared about healing me and making me feel at home. I never saw those manners. This man didn't know me; he didn't know I was the princess. All a sudden, I wanted to keep it a secret, hiding it forever in my deepest heart. When, I sad up on the bed, he came back with a tray of food, putting it on the wood table.
"I'll help you to the table." He said smiling, walking towards me.
Minutes later, I was finally on the chair since I couldn't sand up without falling back but he kept encouraging me as if I am already a part of him.
"Eat up!" he said, putting the bowl in from of me.
It was nothing much, a bowl of rice dipped in a soup with other things. It look like prison food consequently I believed in him, even though we just met and I knew nothing about him.beside looks could be deceiving so I took a bite. I was a paradise.it was an admirable taste with just the right balance of sugar and spice.
"How is it?" "I like it." I said sincerely, gulping the rest down. "What is your name?" he inquired. "Hum." "You do have one, don't you?" he questioned as I nodded. "Nadeshico." "Little eyelet." he sigh. "I'm Andrew Ling. Nice to meet you." "Pleasure's all mine."
For many years, I wanted to run away, far from my crystal kingdom, faraway from protecting this world. It was a time were evil strikes with none stop, giving no rest to people. But I have a duty, a duty to protect. For years I have accepted this reality of not being able to be alike the others. I am born with this curse; to be a princess. This is dream of every lady, but though they don't see the negative points. I was cursed to never love nor find true love, or to be free as the birds. I am a goddess. Is that my fault? Evil attacks this land because of me, because I lived. Helping, I don't think that is a wrong thing, but cherishing them to give away my life on account of my job.it's another thing. Don't I have the same rights as the others; the right to live, to love? But know I want write down, my story; a story of everlasting love even through the obstacles.
It was raining for days; those dark days started all the battles. I was going to three devils against only one, which I am this person. It was fifth consecutive day, I wasn't taking any rest, the only thing that pulled my back to reality was the rain, and it was raining cats and dogs. The water poured on me, in an unimaginable way; I was socked from head to toe and I was burning. Somehow I got a feeling that this battle will cost much; maybe my life. I was still standing, in my battle uniform, with my magical wand, ready to assault them. Back then, all what I wanted was to rest and eat. The finally decided to bring me down. The deadly war was declared. We, protectors, have a task to defend and them a responsibility to destroy. We shall never be able to communicate. I was nearly conscience, on the wet ground, after this event and it was this evening that I met him, the love of my life.
I woke up in a bed which wasn't made with feathers but was soft and smelled good. The house rather a cabin was simple but filled with love. I got up slowly, unable to sand up I felt right back on the floor just then a man came in. He helped me back on his bed. He was perfumed the fall; a tender smell. He was tall, brown hair and eyes but most of all he didn't stop smiling; a caring, peaceful one.
"Are you okay? You shouldn't be up, right now." "Where am I? And who are you?" "Don't you remember?" he asked taking a sit beside me. "I found you by the woods. You were injured and unconscious so I brought you here, my home. It's on a cliff and it's a sweet place. When you'll heal, you could see it. Don't move for now or else you're going to reopen the injuries." All I found to say was: "Thank you". "You must be hungry, aren't you? I was cooking something. I'll come with it and fed you it."
Strangely, he didn't ask my name or where I came from. He just cared about healing me and making me feel at home. I never saw those manners. This man didn't know me; he didn't know I was the princess. All a sudden, I wanted to keep it a secret, hiding it forever in my deepest heart. When, I sad up on the bed, he came back with a tray of food, putting it on the wood table.
"I'll help you to the table." He said smiling, walking towards me.
Minutes later, I was finally on the chair since I couldn't sand up without falling back but he kept encouraging me as if I am already a part of him.
"Eat up!" he said, putting the bowl in from of me.
It was nothing much, a bowl of rice dipped in a soup with other things. It look like prison food consequently I believed in him, even though we just met and I knew nothing about him.beside looks could be deceiving so I took a bite. I was a paradise.it was an admirable taste with just the right balance of sugar and spice.
"How is it?" "I like it." I said sincerely, gulping the rest down. "What is your name?" he inquired. "Hum." "You do have one, don't you?" he questioned as I nodded. "Nadeshico." "Little eyelet." he sigh. "I'm Andrew Ling. Nice to meet you." "Pleasure's all mine."