Keillens Journal: In recent events of Games Day, Shes gone. Some may have seen her as queen, others a heinous villain, a tyrant, a monster. But I saw her for what she was, I saw the side that she refused to reveal. My ears are still ringing from battle, my joints ache from the jarring of blade upon blade or against my shield. My skin is covered in the blood, ichor and gore of the enemies I chose to slay, my armour is dotted with deep marks where blades found purchase and even as tired as I am. I dare not close my eyes for what they have seen was burnt into my mind deeper than any horror of war. Shes gone. The woman I loved. Whom though would never reveal it, showed kindness, tenderness where there was none and earnt my heart. To end her pain, I gave her what she needed although It pained me to do so. I came to her after I had sought vengeance, covered in the blood of Darkens. I am no Knight, in shining armour, I am no hero, no wanton man who dared to save the day against all odds. Im just the last Raven, of which has not chosen to change his shield to anothers banner. And. Shes gone. I have no more tears to shed. No more shields to sunder, or blades to break. No more foes to slay, even on this ledge looking out over Vantacors lands. I have a clan, but no responsibility, fatigue clings to me like a soaked gambeson, weighing me down as I sit here resting with my back against the rock, as it takes me I feel the fleeting rays of the sun and as sleep takes me. Like an ache. Shes gone.
Posted on: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 13:23:06 +0000
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