My love for you is unmatched, sailing across the enchanted sea. The deep blue waves remind me of your siren eyes. The way they’d glistened as you gazed at me. The love held within them shined deep. As if you could read my every thought. We were undeniably and inevitably in love. All it took was that look from you to make every fiber of my being come alive. That is, until that fated day when the skies turned grey. A storm began to brew around us… within us. The roaring winds whirled, I lost track of you… I searched frantically to no avail. My mind tempted me with the worst outcome while my heart hoped for the best. Everything inside of me ached at the thought of something happening to you, and for a moment my worst nightmare came true when they told me you had died in the storm. Until… finally I learned of your capture. Beyond that. I learned of your past. The death of your parents and your quest to join the Spree. The only thing I didn’t understand was, why me?

 

I know you lied to me in the beginning, but then again, you were battling your own demons. You were trying to stay afloat in a world that wanted to see you fall into the dark depths that grief often paints for us. The anguish grief forces upon our hearts can be ruthless. You and I know this first hand.

 

You’ve spoken of my strength, but never had I realized the power I possessed. I remember the moment I felt the shift within my veins. Remembering how my body trembled as I fell to my knees before you. You sat chained to a chair. My vision blurred from my worried tears; I could no longer see your face. I tried to concentrate to remember the love within your eyes and your beautiful face that broke down my walls and allowed me to be free. The memory of our happiness only left me more frustrated that I couldn’t help you. I begged for your release. I clung to you in desperation, my arms around your waist. I didn’t want anything to separate us, but their strength overpowered me. Your bloodcurdling screams only put fuel to my fire. I hear you calling out my name. The pain behind your screams speaks directly to my shattered heart. Every fiber within me yearns to be with you. To help you out of the shackles that chain you down. My screams match yours in my attempt to drown out your cries. Our voices echo off of the cold stone walls as they pull me farther away, closing the door between us.

The memory played fresh in my mind as I stood my ground in front of you a second time. I played the part they wanted me to play. Denying you the comfort you desperately searched for in my embrace.

I wanted to hold you in my arms. Even knowing the things you’d done. Having you near has always been what my soul longed for, and I know yours is the same. Instead, I choked down my every emotion, stifled the fire I have within my heart for you. In hopes it would disconnect us, but it didn’t. I cried endless rivers of tears until I thought I couldn’t produce another. Only to find a reminder of you around the next bend.

 

Right now, as I sit here, I feel you with me, even though you are far away. The truth is, when I found you, I felt at home again. You made my heartache hurt a little less with each passing moment I spent with you.

Yes, my heart has endured many things. The deepest scar I have on my heart is also the one that showed me just how powerful we are. You healed my heart, Scyl. You helped me out of the pit of despair and saved me from the point of no return. You saved me from myself. Because as you once said, “Your plan is hot garbage.”

My only way out has been and always will be with you, beautiful.

Love,
Raelle