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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Rambling #6:

Eianalesh

I can't wait to defeat you, my long time foe. Your cold vengeful eyes pierce me sharper than the lance you carry. Your anger is growing, I can sense it in my mind. Your desire to overcome me is greater than your desire to be free. And I stood waiting upon the strike that would soon come. I am ready, warrior! I shall parry at your every attack. My elven blade is restless and hissing, anxious to strike you down.

And you made the first move. I promised you a meaningful battle, perhaps too meaningful for you to constantly remember. For you shall be defeated. You are no match with my power and my desire to avenge the deaths of many fueled my willingness to launch an attack at your exposed side. I know no mercy, only vengeance. Only hatred, no more love.

Alas, my foe your enchanted lance shattered. Compared to my powerful blade, it was like a mere stone against a strong boulder. Peices of the useless metal went flying all around you, as if surrounding you with a painful reminder of your weaknesses.

While the tip of my blade is poised at your throat.

It was then when you looked at me. The coldness in your eyes vanished and was replaced by that of a warrior resigned to his death. I can sense you no longer hold powerful magic upon the destruction of your lance. Yet your eyes remind me of the mercy I use to bestow unto others long time ago. For that is what you are asking of me now. You want a merciful death.

Do you deserve it? I asked myself right there and then. I only have a few moments to decide your fate. Precious moments as to whether or not my heart would listen to your plea. Is this a new trick? I searched upon your mind and realized that like me, you too have to stand for what you believed in. You are a noble person with a beautiful mind.

Why can't the world be as simple?

"Aiah,sen eianalesh kaz an larr," you whispered. I thought I would never hear those words again. At least not from you. I was moved by your sincerity, by the reminder of what and who we used to be. And it all came back to me now. The memory of your kiss. The warmth of your embrace. Before our lives have changed.

"Eianalesh, Denar." I answered, lowering my guard as a tear fell from my eyes. I need to leave you now. Or this weakness will once again consume me. Farewell my foe. The next time our paths shall cross, never again will I show such weakness.

Eianalesh...my long lost love.
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