Here I am again! With the second part!
Well… I don't repeat the disclaimer… it's just boring read every time the same thing, don't you agree? I have already said it in the first chapter…
I just say this: remember that I'm a Non-native English speaker, I'm Italian. So there could be some mistakes in the story, ok?
See you at the bottom!
-A TALE OF THREE BROTHERS-
Part 2
ONE DIED FOR LOST LOVE
Then the second brother decided that he wanted to humiliate Death still further and asked for the power to recall others from Death.
He got lost. He got lost in those green eyes, fresh, fragrant ... they were his escape, his pardon. While all around him faded to black, he clung strongly to those eyes.
He had loved them. Loved them from the first moment he had seen them. The bright eyes of a girl with red hair, bright irises that kept him close to them, bound by invisible bonds ... invisible but strong. They had been his lifeline in the perpetually stormy ocean of life, in that vastness full of darkness where sea snakes twisted around the body of the unwary men, who dared to cross their kingdom, and crashed them into the depths.
He too had got lost in those uncharted waters ... he had lost sight of the coast, and he had penetrated into the wild and black ocean. Yet that lighthouse had never ceased to shine. It was always there, unchanging, erected on the cliffs with those eyes of fire where his nightmares chased each other by jumping over each other laughing and giggling with their shrill voices.
He had heard their furious cries when the beam of the emerald light forcefully grabbed them and threw them in the stormy waters below. He had heard the sweet melody that flowed from those green rays vibrating in the air like the strings of a harp, but he had never approached ...
There was a time when his own tears blinded him. A time when he had looked to the vastness of that sea of lead with admiration, wondering what dark secrets those waters were hiding, what lost libraries hided in its depths.
He looked to its power with confidence, believing, in his childish innocence, that he could find in it his revenge on a world that had always excluded and humiliated him. It was forwarded to the waters, called by the solemn chant of their Lord ... but when he reached the palace of the great dark Snake, he had found a huge empty room where only feral cries and screams of invisible prisoners floated. And he was trapped in the coils of the Beast ... forced to acquiesce to its wishes.
Then he heard the prophecy … that damn prophecy! He ran to report it to his master and then everything was rushed.
Lily. His Lily ... his princess of fire was no more.
Oh, the great Snake had been defeated, it was forced to exile ... forced to a pale imitation of life ... but it would have returned. Yes, it would have come back to invade with its slick body the halls of its palace, he would have been there, seated on his throne of darkness to meditate ... to prepare the great flood that would have wiped out all his enemies forever.
And Severus had to go back to it ... only, this time he plotted against it, determined to catch it in a network in its own palace.
Yes, he had turned. He had turned his back to the black palace, and he had seen the emerald lighthouse still burning on the cliff.
…yet she was sad and cold, separated from him as by a veil…
His Lily was there. Her memory was still there, confident, to show him the way. He would have given anything to see her again ... anything.
Now the time was near. Perhaps now, in that darkness that enveloped him, so different, however, to the darkness of the evil ocean of Miðgarðsormr, he could find his lost love. Maybe now he could hold her again, apologize, release all the tears who had held prisoner in his black eyes.
Death was the only way. Death was the only companion he had left, now ... the only one who could bring him back to Lily.
… so as truly join her…
His hand moved frantic to the sweater of the boy kneeling beside him. He grabbed his collar, pulling him closer.
"Look ... at … me…" he said.
Green eyes, Lily's eyes ... his new lighthouse. The coast! He was safe. He did not have to fear the storm anymore ... he would return home from his fiery-haired princess. Miðgarðsormr and his dark kingdom would soon fall ... the hammer of Thor would have befallen them. He had fulfilled his mission, he had protected Lily's son until the end. Now he could go to her.
… so as truly join her…
Green eyes met blacks. The eyes of who was and who will be.
… and so Death took the second brother for his own.
And so this was the second part.Severus Snape and Cadmus Peverell.
Well, what can I say? Cadmus killed himself after using the Resurrection Stone to call from the dead the woman he loved. When he realized that she could never stay with him in his world he decided to join her. With Severus is a bit different. Sev is not as selfish... He gives his entire life to Harry, Dumbledore and Lily, but eventually dies for the same reason: his love. The love for Lily that led him to seek help from Dumbledore to play a double game for him and to protect the boy at all costs.
I hope you didn't get shocked reading the unpronounceable name of Miðgarðsormr!
The Miðgarðsormr is the huge monstrous serpent of Norse mythology. He was born from the union between the god Loki and a giantess of whom I don't remember the name. Miðgarðsormr's brother was the great wolf Fenrir, who was chained by the gods with a magical chain, from which Aunt Jo took inspiration for the name of Fenrir Greyback. And his sister was Hel, the queen of the dead. In any case, enemy of Miðgarðsormr was Thor, the god of thunder, whom, however, although he was able to capture it by accident during a fishing, fails to kill him.
Well, I turn myself off!
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