Unspoken Love

When I first came to Sharance, I had fallen unconscious; and when I woke up, my life had begun anew. It's a really cheesy line, I know, but it's the truth. After finding that I had amnesia and no place to go, the Mayor's granddaughter, Shara, and the blacksmith's merchant, Raven, practically toon me under their wing and helped me settle in. Looking back, I can't say I really planned on staying.

Then, I saw her.

Her mature air, a knowing smile, and understanding personality - I had a crush on Evelyn-De-Sainte-Coquille. And before i knew it, I had spent a week growing flowers and gather materials, trying to find out what she liked - only to find out her heart belonged to someone else. Needless to say, my crush on her had died rather quickly.

All my hard work, all for nothing. I had sold everything but a single flower; a flower I unwittingly gave to the person who would be most precious to me.

She was shy, but fierce. Understanding, but stubborn. I often found myself givin her gifts to appease he fury. It wasn't until we started going out did I realize that this girl was precious to me. Even though she didn't fight, she always stayed by my side and when my health was down, she'd do her best to help me back up again. I wasn't aware of it then - I had fallen completely in live with her.

And once I figured it out, I knew I had to let her go.

Because of our affections for one another, I had almost stopped communicating with others entirely. We had become so happy with one another, we were all but blind to all the torment and sorrow we were headed for. I was an adult, and she was a child. Even if our live was true, there would be too much turmoil and pain for us both. So, I did the kindest thing I could do for the both of us; I said goodbye to our love. And I can honestly say, it was the happiest, saddest day of my life.

We still spent time together, but now we were definetly only friends; and even though I was grieving over my lost love, I decided to pursue a new love. That's when I finally came to notice her, the girl of my entire future.

She was very much like my first love in many ways: understanding but fierce; shy but stubborn. Even her childishness matched my first's to a "T." But it wasn't just these traits that made me so attracted to her. It was her love for cooking and warm heart that attracted me to her. So, even though she did try to eat me on more then one occasion, I fell for her and she became my new love.

I was happy with her; but at the same time, I was in pain. I knew part of the reason I fell in love with her was greatly because she reminded me of my first live. But I couldn't tell them. I'd tell no one of all this pain and sorrow I was feeling within myself as I shared happiness and joy with my new life while my first love rot. To be honest, I could feel a part of myself withering in pain because of my first love's pinned affections. I wanted to save her from the pain, but just what could I do? I was powerless.

That is, until a very special person came into the world.

And that person is my son.