Link
"It hurts..."
It did. His heart ached. He moaned in pain as he threw himself deeper within the sanctuary made by the blankets. He cuddled himself around the soft fabric and tried to hide himself from the sight of any outsider, from any stranger. He wanted to see no one at the moment. Hell, he wished he was actually blind. Everywhere he looked he saw it. He saw that what he was missing but knew he couldn't gain. His heartbeats quickened, his pulse was rushing, and his eyes were tearing. He clenched the covers with fury and kicked his legs wherever he could. Now he could bring it all out. Everything he kept sunken inside him was now coming out. He kicked harder and bit his lower lip to try and keep the sobs to himself. The tears didn't stop. They flowed easily out of his sky-blue eyes and soaked his cheeks. They were drowning him. The pain was killing him and his heart beat only by one half. The other half was missing and he would never find it again. The heart was not going to beat completely anymore. Even if the years mended a few pieces, the whole was just an impossible.
He peeked from outside the covers to see if all had passed. For a moment he was hesitant to do so and cursed. And he beared the power of Courage... finding himself in those conditions seemed to be spit at his own role and to all his heroic deeds. He looked pathetic but he couldn't help it. Humans weren't perfect, only the Goddesses. He had learned by himself that they were cruel and vengeful. They gave power to those who didn't want it and all of a sudden, when it was most needed they took away. Curse them and curse this power. Curse it all that I had to meet her! Curse it that I grew to love her!
His eyes glanced from outside his white haven and met the glistening and melancholic colors of twilight. He quickly covered his face from the oranges and the goldens. More tears slipped from his eyes, attempting to drown him in his own agony.
"Curse it...!"