Will this be the last time I look upon so fair a
Dusk? For I fear he will rob me of the chance.
Long has strife stood between him and me,
But never did I for a moment foresee this.
When met we first I admit I almost admired his
Charm, the ease with which he bore himself.
He seemed to be what I aspired to, with equal
Prowess in arms without my name’s marred record.
Perhaps, had events turned us differently and were
Fate kinder, I might have counted him a
Friend rather than a mere comrade in arms.
But it was laying eyes upon you that
Ruined such for the both of us. For he and I
Alike are men of iron will and fiery heart.
In your eyes I saw a spirit to match any
Legend of old, a fierce and gentle soul apt to
Love well and life freely, despite any oppression.
Your face, which holds all the innocence of a child and
Wisdom that surpasses your years a hundredfold,
Surely has and will ensnare greater hearts than mine.
In your presence I am at once unmanned and enflamed,
My mind becoming numbed beyond thought; fear
Greater than any I’ve felt in battle consumes me.
But it slew me to see him, to glimpse in his
Eyes that he feels just the same as I.
And in that moment when first he spoke
Unto you, swearing his unhindered fealty and love and
Victory for our cause, I knew that I hated him, a brother,
More than I had any foe in all the years of my life. Before a
Single whisper of wisdom or reason had crossed my mind, the
Glove was off, cast onto the ground before him. As my tongue
Delivered the challenge I knew not what it was that I said, and now
When comes the dawn it shall be decided which of us has Heaven’s
Favor. But already it is known to me, that I am in the wrong and he the right;
Know this then, as I go to embrace eternity, with the sun risen and my pride fallen:
I die for you.
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