But in Your Eyes. . . « Thread Started on Sept 30, 2005, 9:30pm »
The saying came from a warmongering village, far to the south. - Or so they say. “Revenge is the keyword to the repetitive cycle of life.” When I think about it, it’s frightening how true those words ring. Vengeance is a large part of the human existence, - it is not in our nature to deny it. One death leads to the next, and so it has gone on since the beginning of time. - Sadly I can claim no detachment from the gruesome chain, as well you know. Scores of men were slain by my hand in the name of revenge, and though their blood stains my consciousness, I cannot help but revel in the memory. The wiping of the slate of my mind, the complete lack of thought and memory and the deadly dance I perform in perfect synch to the song of my sword. . . . It thrills me and terrifies me in the same instant. I wish for the blindness of battle, and I dread it also. There is no reason, now, for me to lift my blade.
I look around at these tapestry adorned halls, and I cannot help but sigh. This palace that is to be yours, - it is so immense with all it’s unending passageways and chambers, and yet so confined. Most people dream of this; to dwell in a magnificent castle such as this one, and to be waited on every moment of the day. To never have want of anything, or need to lift a finger to earn your keep. . . . But that is not why I linger here, you know that, don’t you? A maid or servant addresses me, ‘my lord’ and I wince. This position is not meant for me. I was a slave for most of my life, and a wanderer for the rest. - It is not a grand position to have, but I want nothing more from the life that is mine. . . Except. . . . . I heave a sigh as I see you passing by, on your way to see your father, no doubt. You, Seria. You are the reason that I cannot flee this confined and splendorous life. You are the reason I can no longer be content in my isolated wanderings. Those fools in the village. - I see their envious stares from the sidelines of the streets, I hear their whispers as we pass. They would sell their souls to have you, my love, and yet when we ourselves wandered those dusty roads, not one of them lifted a hand to help you. Your position is what they long for, and were it my choice I would have them take it. In the darker, secret places of my heart, I would love nothing more than to take you from all this.- To steal you away with me, into the shaded depths of the woodlands. . . . . But I could never allow myself to do so. The king’s health, though renewed at your discovery, is worsening at each moon wanes. Soon he will pass on, and the people of Tyran will be in need of a good and just leader. . . You will be their queen, Seria, and you will rule them with the same gentle hand that brought me up from despair. . . . And against my instincts and wishes as a swordsman, I will remain by your side. My heart cries for me to run into the embracing shadows, and I would do so. - But in those moments where you are free from the tediousness of your schooling, and we wander together in the endless orchards, I know I cannot. The springtime blossoms fill the air, and the breeze carrying them plays with your silky locks. I envy the wind in those moments, as it caresses your face as I long to, but dare not. But it is your eyes, - your gentle, care-filled eyes, - that keep me here. You needn’t speak a word, but only cast a glance, and your innermost thoughts are spoken to me. The deep wells to your soul, the color of a crystalline sea, are what bind me. . . . And so I will not allow my wild spirit to roam as it wishes to do. - No. I will remain here and be content to live with your unproclaimed affection. And each time I am caught in your loving gaze, I remember why it is I gave up my life to be in your shadow.
“Five years ago you carried this sword in the name of vengeance. Lust for revenge had consumed you then, because of your quest. You take up the same blade now for love of your son. Do not become the swordsman that you were. Wield your blade now as the Yaukamusai Swordsman you were meant to be. No vengeance, no hate. See with eyes unclouded.” ~Sho-Shiken