L'arbre silencieux
By: SilentTrainConductor
My first Mummy fic, hope it's worth the read!
What can one hope for?
Love?
Peace?
Happiness?
It's not so much a matter of hoping for
Love.
Peace.
Happiness.
More of a matter of choosing
Love?
Peace?
Happiness?
How can one obtain them all?
Love.
Peace.
Happiness.
This is where the hoping for begins.
**~~**
The flames flickered, filling the tomb with a dull light that achieved a greater feeling of despair. The princess hung back in the shadows not wanting to face the light that so held her father in his grave. She let no tears fall, she couldn't. It was such an effort to be in the room in itself, how could she hope to let herself cry? For the hardest choice she would have to make was on its way, or yet she was on her way to make it.
A sudden noise caused the princess to turn her gaze away from her father's tomb. There next to the sarcophagus was a glossy-furred black jackal. The jackal didn't dare to take its gaze away from the princess, it was his time now. In her heart the princess knew it was her time to go, to let go and face her destiny. So she turned quickly and silently and left the tomb never returning until it was her time. It was then that princess tasted sweet, salty moisture on her lips; she put her hand to her face and allowed herself to feel her sorrow. For who knew when she would be able to show it again?
**~~**
The Medjai guard stood silently by the waterside, he thought about his failure in not being able to save the pharaoh. He knew what was coming from his love, rejection. It was his fault and his failure that had caused the murder of the pharaoh, perhaps if they had been there sooner…? He felt into his pocket for the seed he had found in Imothep's possession. Oddly he felt no evil within the seed, every time he fingered it he got a great feeling of happiness warming through his body. And so he held onto the seed not wanting such a feeling to end, but he knew it would have to.
The guard heard footsteps behind him and he turned to see the princess walking towards him. He bowed slightly, not willing to let his eyes meet hers. The warm feeling was still there even though he no longer held the seed; however the guard hardly seemed to notice. The princess stood next to him, her presence gave off such heat to the guard that he wondered why he wasn't in the water by now. She began to speak, telling him the story of her visit to her father's tomb. The Medjai nodded hanging onto her every word, listening in for a clue to tell him she still loved him. She turned to him, her eyes dry and her face set, no smile on her face and no love. So the Medjai listened to her rejection of his love, telling him that she now had a duty for Egypt, and that their love will end.
The Medjai nodded, not being surprised…it was his fault. So with seeing the acceptance from her former lover she turned and briskly walked away, not giving a look back. The Medjai silently wondered where her guards were, and again remembered his failure and his lost love. He pulled out the seed from the tiny pouch and gave it a light brush of his lips, and gave a small prayer to the gods for a second chance. Perhaps in the next life…? So the guard bent down to the earth and searched for the moistest peace of ground he could find and buried the seed, careful to not put it too close to the water. The warm feeling in his heart was gone, no happiness in his form, nor in his soul. He stood up carefully as to not disturb the patch of land and followed his former love's footsteps. Never looking back.
To be continued…
A/N How was that for an intro? Please send me feedback so I can know what to improve on. Or on if I should continue or not. Graci.
By: SilentTrainConductor
My first Mummy fic, hope it's worth the read!
What can one hope for?
Love?
Peace?
Happiness?
It's not so much a matter of hoping for
Love.
Peace.
Happiness.
More of a matter of choosing
Love?
Peace?
Happiness?
How can one obtain them all?
Love.
Peace.
Happiness.
This is where the hoping for begins.
**~~**
The flames flickered, filling the tomb with a dull light that achieved a greater feeling of despair. The princess hung back in the shadows not wanting to face the light that so held her father in his grave. She let no tears fall, she couldn't. It was such an effort to be in the room in itself, how could she hope to let herself cry? For the hardest choice she would have to make was on its way, or yet she was on her way to make it.
A sudden noise caused the princess to turn her gaze away from her father's tomb. There next to the sarcophagus was a glossy-furred black jackal. The jackal didn't dare to take its gaze away from the princess, it was his time now. In her heart the princess knew it was her time to go, to let go and face her destiny. So she turned quickly and silently and left the tomb never returning until it was her time. It was then that princess tasted sweet, salty moisture on her lips; she put her hand to her face and allowed herself to feel her sorrow. For who knew when she would be able to show it again?
**~~**
The Medjai guard stood silently by the waterside, he thought about his failure in not being able to save the pharaoh. He knew what was coming from his love, rejection. It was his fault and his failure that had caused the murder of the pharaoh, perhaps if they had been there sooner…? He felt into his pocket for the seed he had found in Imothep's possession. Oddly he felt no evil within the seed, every time he fingered it he got a great feeling of happiness warming through his body. And so he held onto the seed not wanting such a feeling to end, but he knew it would have to.
The guard heard footsteps behind him and he turned to see the princess walking towards him. He bowed slightly, not willing to let his eyes meet hers. The warm feeling was still there even though he no longer held the seed; however the guard hardly seemed to notice. The princess stood next to him, her presence gave off such heat to the guard that he wondered why he wasn't in the water by now. She began to speak, telling him the story of her visit to her father's tomb. The Medjai nodded hanging onto her every word, listening in for a clue to tell him she still loved him. She turned to him, her eyes dry and her face set, no smile on her face and no love. So the Medjai listened to her rejection of his love, telling him that she now had a duty for Egypt, and that their love will end.
The Medjai nodded, not being surprised…it was his fault. So with seeing the acceptance from her former lover she turned and briskly walked away, not giving a look back. The Medjai silently wondered where her guards were, and again remembered his failure and his lost love. He pulled out the seed from the tiny pouch and gave it a light brush of his lips, and gave a small prayer to the gods for a second chance. Perhaps in the next life…? So the guard bent down to the earth and searched for the moistest peace of ground he could find and buried the seed, careful to not put it too close to the water. The warm feeling in his heart was gone, no happiness in his form, nor in his soul. He stood up carefully as to not disturb the patch of land and followed his former love's footsteps. Never looking back.
To be continued…
A/N How was that for an intro? Please send me feedback so I can know what to improve on. Or on if I should continue or not. Graci.