Desires far within, emotions rising to the surface. Hatred brewing from the depths, growing over the numerous years. Treading through the deepest of abyss, agony forever tormenting. Feelings at a high, anger extending. Two of differing times, one once filling with love, the other falling into despair. Smiles of fabrication, that faintest light guiding the path. Floating in the endless darkness, wishes far within. Malevolence wildly spiraling in every direction, her mind constantly wondering on the alternative. Contradicting those feelings are, the life she is holding.
A mother seeking release from her torment, reaching her hand for the tiniest of chances. Freedom within her path, chains unbinding from her heart. Returning to save her daughter, failure coming about. Using that life towards the path to her deepest desire, a sin of greatness. Lusting after it, embracing her imperfections and selfish desires. One wishing in giving a life to her child, gladly willing in forfeiting her own. Emotions of complexity, wishes deep inside, crying out into the void. Shouting her very soul, none hearing.
My desires may be selfish...but perhaps it will not hurt to reach out just this once...
What am I thinking? This is not my life...
Maria...I may despise your father, but I can never hate you. If I can trade my life so that you can live yours, I will do so in a heartbeat...
Valor...I have caused you much pain old friend, always putting up with my selfish requests...thank you...
Emotions far within, desires clawing its way to the surface, all in direction towards her deepest one. Feelings feverishly extending, a heart of contradiction. Despair clawing away at her depths, in awareness on her countless sins. A companion in much pain, constantly enduring her selfishness. Those eyes slowly opening, witnessing the endless night sky above. Turning her attention below, that graveyard within her line of sight. Wondering how long she will continue lying to herself, this place of her reality. Pain stemming from far within, this world those dreams coming into actuality. Descending, landing in front of the dark gate. Howling far inside of the night, horror existing within. Those decaying tiles, death lingering in the air.
Dying trees, fiends lurking in the shadows. Ravenous eyes piercing through, unsettling emotions at the core. No matter so, that pleasure she most treasures residing a bit further. Those distant eyes gazing upon her surroundings, her nostrils picking up on the sickening scent. That dark gloomy atmosphere doing little in alleviating her concerns, never a shoulder to lean on, continuously moving onward. Pain branding upon her, sorrow far within. Hatred at her depths, emotions once inside of a lock. Those feelings coming free, her vision upon the faintest light. Walking forward, malevolence blanketing her. Her mind plaguing in doubt, that halfbreed focusing on the most pleasureful memories ahead.
Those times in which I could smile. I wonder...when was the last time I really smiled? Perhaps too long really, and I highly doubt such times will come once again...but...I must try...
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Those days of the distant past, smiling of brightness. Worlds within her palms, endless distances. Hearts desiring for the mysteries inside of them, reality setting in, knowing of the parting to come. Resisting that reason, desperately holding on. A dreadful night coming, two old friends walking away. One falling into the depths of despair, turmoil over numerous years. Once again standing in that familiar intersection, turning her attention towards the gateway. That seal upon it, remembering the warmth coming to her aid, saving her. Thinking deeper, that same one assisting her some time ago. Positioning her arms, trailing her mind back, wondering on the possibility. That feeling, the bliss of the mysterious one. Desiring on knowing who it is belonging to, slowly shaking her head from left to right, lowering her arms.
Pushing those insecurities out of mind for now, continuing down the path, heading closer towards the gate. Some answers possibly residing there, solutions to provide some ease. Standing in front of it, positioning her arms in a thinking posture. Nothing out of the ordinary, that warmth within her mind, wishing to know who it is belonging to. From afar, Maria residing there, gazing upon her mother. Resolve holding strong, believing Cyra will see her again. Feeling eyes upon her, harmless this presence is, familiarity to the maiden. Turning in the direction, looking around the area. No one in sight, assessing the severity of the mysterious one for a moment. Wondering if it is the same entity, looking back to the gate, that seal upon it. Malevolence thickly emanating from the object, those distant eyes on it.
No matter the morrow, no matter the sorrow, she will continue onward in order to see. Returning her attention to her path, moving forward. Maria resting her vision on her mother, those sorrowful eyes upon the passing of the young woman. Time it will take, that maiden drowning in her sorrow. Closely following behind, even if Cyra cannot see her, that girl knowing she can feel her presence. Unable in establishing direct contact, even so, that girl feeling a sense of ease around the maiden. Hoping for a certain day, where she can truly be with her mother once again. That young woman feeling a presence trailing her, harm exhibiting from them. Glancing back, in awareness on the mysterious one saving her before.
"Thank you." She softly speaks.
Words meeting the child, those eyes slightly widening. Hearing the voice of her mother in her direction, wondering of the devil's awareness. That possibility of her seeing the girl, hope rising within. Persistence in being at the side of the maiden, even if it is leading to nowhere. Sorrow for so long, traveling in a nightmarish world. Following her into the Tower of Time, a horror before her eyes. Misunderstanding of the situation, fleeing deeper within, meeting an end to a Dark Knight. Years of wishing for her mother again, that chance of everything returning to normal, those happier times of a possibility once more.
"Mom...?" she calls out.
Hope in that voice, quietness in the night. No reaction meeting her words, that girl slightly tilting her head, confusion within her. Following along, looking away, realizing her mother's incapability of hearing or seeing her. Dread within her, pain gripping at her core. That devil soon finding herself in front of an all too familiar gate, those eyes distantly gazing upon it. Raising her hand, pushing it open, a blinding light rushing through. Warmth of those days, memories of bliss. Two from differing worlds, an unlikely meeting. Emotions freely roaming, feelings growing over the passing time. A place of most worth, comforting her even through her most terrible years inside of her mind. Turning her attention behind, wondering of the presence. An effort of reward, allowing them into her haven. This much she is owing, looking onward, walking forward. Maria trailing along, holding onto hope, both slowly fading into the warmth of the light.
My desires...should I go through with it...? Maria...will you mind? Wherever you are...be safe my child...