:-: Prologue :-:
Caim.
That name means so much, and so little. A prince, a warrior, a brother; but, those are merely titles, empty appellations. There are only piercing blue eyes are always clouded by bloodlust and hate, sword always poised. There is no object of this earth can keep him from protecting the goddess, his only remaining family. He has nothing more, and nothing less, and as this, he is merely another walking this earth.
Caim.
I see the way the goddess stares so longingly after her brother, bearing the weight of the seals on her innocent ashen-pale form. She, the ghost that rarely traverses the castle halls beyond her chambers, travels only to see him, never me. When her fingertips clasp shakily in an exhausted prayer, I hear her call his name in a mantra gasping as she breaths for her brother to stand before her. She never calls for me.
The prince is blind of her affection, blind to all that is not soiled by blood and hate. He remains too lost leading the Union against the Empire, raising his blade against the bane of the infidels that dare walk this earth beside us. His is a form that rarely graces her sight now. Instead, I remain beside her, singing soothing songs.
Caim...
There is nothing more I can do to quell my once betrothed's heart. I had always known there was a tie between them, a deep connection I would never touch, no matter how many times I called to her. The love of siblings cannot be matched. Furiae's love for her dearest brother becomes more apparent as the weight of the goddess's burdens grows heavier in her bosom. It grows more obvious with each passing day I stand beside her.
Despite this, I can still I take pride in taking her to a haven - to my world of song. It is there that I know she becomes one with me, if only as she listens to me sing. I know, deep down, that this the only way she could love me - as a bard, not a man, not a warrior. She loves only my voice, not my companionship. If ever I were to lose this part of me that she so dearly loved…
Caim.
I was always jealous of him. He had the power, the strength, and the love of his sister while I had only a harp. Whenever I would draw my sword to him, the prince's smirk always force me back. Yet, he never harms me. Instead, in all the battles we have waged, he merely pushes me down, blue eyes glinting in humor at my weakness.
Caim!
I will become stronger and Fureai will love me! The goddess's heart will feel no burdens as she lies in my arms, and no love for one who will never have her. I will defeat him! My strength, my cunning, my power - they will surpass his own
Caim!
My betrothed shall love only me - shall be protected only by me. I will not be defeated!
A/N: Just a little something, soon there will be more. Someone asked why Inuart made such a big deal about losing his voice and that whole "welcome to a world without song" quote he said in the Pride cutscene... it made me want to do something. Here you go, expect more shortly.
Disclaimer: I do not own Drakengard, that be Dragonsphere productions where that blasted company SquareEnix just provided the means to distribute it