![]() ![]() (End Flashback)Since that night, Lucina was always looking out for me. But if anything, this just made me feel worse. That the person I loved most cared this much for my well-being. Lucina stayed with me for the rest of the night, reassuring me. Lucina rushes up and pulls me into a hug as I continue to cry into her shoulder. But my words get caught in my mouth as I begin to cry. She covers up her mouth as her eyes become clouded with tears. Once Lucina notices the scars on my arm, she gasps. I flinch at the sound of her voice and drop the blade. I begin to make another cut, but stop when I hear someone walk into my tent. This is the only way I can release all of my pain. Tears stream down my face as blood runs down my arm. (Flashback)I suck in air through gritted teeth as the cold blade slides across my skin. I might've been able to accomplish that, but one night, for better or for worse, would prove that Lucina wouldn't leave my side. We're in a war and I can't have one of our best assets worrying about the simple feelings of a myrmidon. I had hoped I could slowly distance myself in order to both lighten the burn of my heart break and so she wouldn't discover my depression. She's perfection, and she deserves perfection. But that was nothing but a fantasy.Even if she felt the same way, she deserves better than me. Dedicate myself to preserving the happiness she has still kept. ![]() For once, I felt genuine happiness around her. Lucina eventually looked past the training, too, and we started bonding outside of it. She was beautiful, she was an awesome fighter, and despite her stoic personality due to coming from a dark future, she still showed genuine care for her comrades. How could I not? She was perfection incarnate. But eventually I came less for the improvement and more just to see her. It only took a couple days' worth of training and I showed noticeable improvement. I wanted to improve my swordsmanship skills, and she was surprisingly willing to oblige. At first, our relationship was merely just me as the student and her as my mentor. "Y-Yes Princess." I say, while reaching for her hand.(End Flashback)That moment proved to be important for both of us. I'm snapped out of my trance as she speaks. The only word I can find to describe her is breathtaking. I had heard plenty of buzz among soldiers about her impressive sword skills that rival even her father's and how elegant she was in battle. This is the first time I had ever seen her face. It's hard to make out their face, but with the inadvertent assistance of another strike of lightning I can make out it's Lucina, the daughter of Chrom, the princess of Ylisse. I look up and see my savior reach their hand out to me. I then hear the thrust of metal through someone's body.When I open my eyes, I see that my attacker had been stabbed through the chest and collapses. They raise their axe as I shut my eyes, bracing for the impact. I cough up blood and just lay flat on the ground hoping to get finished off. I try to push up with the little leverage I can get until my unknown attacker sends their foot onto my chest. I grimace in pain as I collapse onto the wet ground. I fly through the forest as I then feel someone stab my back. Due to the strength of it, it no doubt came from a mage. I run with the other soldiers until a powerful gust of wind sends us flying. "Keep moving! We don't have much time!" Our Exalt shouts to us. I thrust my sword through another soldier as they collapse. (Flashback)Another strike of thunder fills the sky and air accompanied by lightning, which briefly lights up the ground. Someone who would both be the catalyst for my want for happiness and my overwhelming sadness. Someone who'd become one of the most important figures in my life. I would've been another victim too until someone saved me. Hundreds have died, so we could try to build a prosperous future for our home. ![]() I've seen countless good people get slaughtered every day. Another insignificant gear in the giant complex machine that is this war. I'm (YN) (LN), another myrmidon fighting for Ylisse. I clutch my head while resisting the urge to cry. (YN pov)You don't matter.She deserves someone else.someone better than you. ![]()
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