Rambles of a Pious Woman - Printable Version

Rambles of a Pious Woman - Printable Version

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Rambles of a Pious Woman - Kippahkid - 02-15-2021

Time has passed since the failed raid,

since Dallan's Resurrection. All is well, ends well right?

So why do I feel guilt?

When I came to Esshar, I wanted to be like the Stellus.

A woman of peace who doesn't need bloodshed,

A respected leader who rarely fights.

But deep down, there is a burning in me.

It first appeared at the academy

When we fought that witch in the mountains.

I thought nothing of it but since that raid...

Since I fully embraced the light of Yiel...

That burning has ignited to fury.

I am a pious woman,

And I am a woman pragmatiscm,

So I watched my cosmic mentor's execution unshaken.

I accepted her bow with no regret.

I promised to use it only for protection.

So I left a permanent brand of Yiel on a heretic.

Did Uncle Atticus have these feelings?

Even worse, did my kin Lannis have them?

Will I end up like him if I continue fueling this fury?

But...Dallan is a devout of Yiel too, and he was rewarded.

Lannis drew from an unholy source, I draw from my birthright.

I am not like him!

I am a scholar,

I am a diplomat,

I am holy.

RE: Rambles of a Pious Woman - Kippahkid - 02-21-2021

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We were supposed to marry each other
We were supposed to grow old together.
We were supposed to have a happily ever after.

The last we spoke, I had wished you luck in your fight.
You were going to teach the next generation,
You would have been a wonderful professor.

If I had known that it would have been our last talk,
I would have held you longer, and savored our time.
But I took it all for granted.

I found the heart stone you left,
the one that would have become my ring.
I even had a wedding dress all picked out for the day to come.

But all that will never happen,
I can never embrace you again.
Atleast our last moment was a happy one.

You will be cherished my love,
and I shall pray for you each night,
Your soul is with the stars now.

So why do I still feel this fury in my chest?