Laid Bare And Bleeding

Queen of Fair and the Flood

This bit was inspired by Hamlet. And I love it. But I'll leave the judging to y'all. Enjoy💕

My lovely soon-to-be, you look magnificent; with your long dark hair in braids of flowers, your eyes— gleaming with such childish wonder, it astounds me, you look so beautiful, Minn Eskle. It was almost overwhelming. But I could never think of such with you, you are too perfect. Perfect in all the ways of my own imperfections, perfect in all ways of how impure and tainted this world is. Is it sinful to think so? Perhaps.

And if my God considers it blasphemous, then I shall rot in the fiery abyss for my deeds. But I stand with my word for her, my dear, my sweet. Her loveliness is incomparable. My dear is fairer than Eve herself, my lovely treasure; with her snow-bitten skin and her plump red lips—how sweet they were, I wish to feel them again, I believe her to be an angel —sent by God as a reminder— for my being of humility and to remember kindness, she was God-sent.

And she was all mine.

My lovely dear, you made me feel human, with every inch of your soul, you made me feel real. How unnerving, the feel of realism... It scares me, dear. It haunts me. These little no-voices, they taunt and mock me, my love. Reminding me of my oncoming lunacy, for they are ruthless and noisy! Irritating and deafening! If I could only rid of them, eskle, I would have been with you again. In your arms, you will hold me, and embrace me with all the care in this world. How I want to, how I deeply and utterly want to...

You complete me, my sweet—

With your ever radiant smile, how I wish to see it again...
But now, as we lay together, cold and dark, I witnessed you frown, perhaps even cry. So sorrowful and pitiful. I could never do such a thing to you, my dear; I could never cause you such turmoil and sadness, I love you too much for such things. And as we lay together, cold and dark, I wish to dry your stained cheeks and kiss you, with all my being, and tell you—

‘doubt thou the stars are fire, doubt thou that the sun doth move, doubt thou truth be a liar, but never doubt I love,’

Would you smile for me then? So innocent and pure, my love— I want you to have everything in the world, but I could only wish to be yours, Minn Eskle. For everything in this world, I could give for you.

My innocent, dear, Ophelia. You left as quick as I have loved, so sudden, and by the next moment; I have realized your parting. It is too much for me, dear. Too much. And after long, I slowly came to realize my wrongs, and all of my faults I have done to you. I came to realize that your suffering and pain was because of me...

And by God's will, I shall take up myself, and offer it to you,
dearly— as an offertory, in hopes I might still be forgiven, but in all ways you are understanding, and kind— how was I blessed with you, Minn Eskle?

And, when his cold blade reaches for me, may I stand beside you, at the golden gates, and hope that in another life, our God might give us—me another chance with being with you again... But now, I can only hope, with maddening desperation, to have ever loved you enough, and even more... So I wait, in my dreams, where I may be able to hold you in my arms again, my dearly beloved.

                 »The End«