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I never lived. Never breathed. Never laughed or thought. There's only been lies. Bitterness that I could have never foretold.

My heart is hard like ice. No one has thawed it. No one can ever know the secrets I hold so tightly in my breast.

My father pushed me on this path. Glory it would bring for as long as I lived by the sword. Kissed the sword and held it above all else. But I do not like the sword.

I see past it. The silver blade shining in the sun. My tears stain it, turning it black. I tarnish it, because I must destroy it. Least I become nothing more but a bloodthirsty mercenary.

More than anything in the world I wanted to go to the mountain. And write. Write until all this self loathing was pulled away, write until my father's harsh voice, full of scorn, had been silenced. Until I could not feel the pain in my breast.

I will not live and die by the sword. I will not let you live through me. This is my future my life. And if happiness means I walk on a road of jagged rocks, that only hunger shall be my friend, then so be it.

For I will live the life of a man. A human being. Someone with lusts and passions no worse than anyone. Someone who only wants to reach out and touch the dream in the sky above.











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Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.