Treasure (Inkwell Series

by ElvenMaia

The gaping mouth of death is mere steps away. The fated Silmaril burns in his hand. Maedhros stops and realizes; his curse will follow him through death. The only thing left for him to treasure are faded memories. No slash.

~Inkwell Series~

Treasure

Burning, burning, burning.

Hand is a-fire,

With that cursed jewel of radiance

Family dead and bleeding, and regret mocks me, 'how could you do this?'

Burning, burning, burning.

It alights in my chest

Flaring out,

And taking up that empty space

Burning, burning, burning.

I will never forget him

His forgiveness,

The understanding in his face, and hair awash with gold

Burning, burning, burning.

I ache

And regret

All the lies to him I ever told

Burning, burning, burning.

Is that smoke; can you see?

The welcoming arms of death

Lying in wait for me

Burning, burning, burning.

I wonder

If this is how he felt

In those very last moments, when the light in his eyes leaves

Burning, burning, burning.

Heavy steps trod

Over earth and over sand

But then I remember that cursed fated treasure devouring my remaining hand

Burning, burning, burning.

I am now on my knees

Screams erupt behind me,

But I pay them no heed

Burning, burning, burning.

It is hopeless for me

The ships, the fire, the Curse,

Finno, I hope you truly do forgive me

Burning, burning, burning.

I thought it was a dream

But, no, it is real,

Never again will I see him beam

Burning, burning, burning.

It is over

It is done;

And I jump

Burning, burning, burning.

'Will you ever,

Ever,

Come back to me?'

Burning, burning, burning.

What can you see,

On the horizon?

'Just a memory,' I answer, the grey walls of justice closing in on me for an eternity

'Fated, greyed, and unaccessible, but it is my only treasure.'

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I think I broke poetry lol.

Just thought I'd share a thing I wrote instead of sleeping. :3