Once again dedicated to Ms. Trupana
Inspired by her fanfic called Full of Grace
Inspired by the ff lines
That was the day an empty man found his soul and his heart.
It is easy for one to lose his heart.
It is easier still to lose his soul.
It is rare for such a one to find his heart.
It is rarer still for one to find his soul.
But to find both, together, in one night, is heavenly grace.
So he had fallen in love with her, with her song and her soul. So the once-heartless man had loved from a distance; the once-soulless man had been filled with her song. From a distance he had loved and learned; from up close he had given her the only thing that he could: his dagger.
With this dagger
he gave up his dark past.
With this dagger
he gave her a chance for freedom.
But men like him do not easily accept such miracles. And the past and past habits are not so easily forgotten. So he had turned from her—surely redemption could not be so easy—and as his men fell, so did his soul. And he had forgotten about the song.
He forgot his heart.
He forgot his soul.
He tried to forget about her…
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