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"Poison" from Hyades

Now if only I could write a decent opening chapter to Hyades...

 The mere reminiscence of being dealt such kindness evoked within the princess a desire to weep. The love for this man's empathy managed to exceed all of which she was capable of retaining, as well as transcend all Hylian prejudice; not even her own father had ever graced her with such sincerity.


However, she did not weep, having grown too resolved in her practicality to place her own needs before those of her country. In her life, it was always simply a matter of overcoming her personal wants to satiate those of others; one’s duties always came first, after all, and whatever liberty had a princess in tending to her own needs? Of course, very little, for a princess could not even leave the confines of her castle’s walls without more than one shadow trailing behind. A princess could not even escape from thoughts about a country of ever-unsatisfied citizens.

Yet it was for the horrid truth of her servitude to an ungrateful people, as well as for the knowledge of her emotional deprivation because of it, that her self-sustained temperment finally slipped from her faltering grasp, and salty tears rushed forth, swelling her eyelids as she wept.


Suppression of her grief was too much to ask at this point, though she refused to desist in finding a way.
"For now," she thought fitfully, struggling with a slender vial of lithium, "a dose of this should have to do."

And tranquility thenceforth came in small phials.

This entry was posted by Evanesced_04, on Wednesday, September 26, 2007. You can leave your response.

  1. Blogger Name | October 22, 2007 at 11:56 AM |  

    I read this much earlier, but am only now commenting - apologies for the wait!

    "Poison" is very poignant, tragic in its way, and makes this piece all the more powerful. The final line came as such a shock; you portray the queen's pain and desperation, and her grim determination to suppress both, very well. The queen's thoughts flow with frightening logic - the suppression of her humanity for the happiness of her people is a lucid and almost sensible contemplation; that is what's so frightening about it: it forgets the human behind the idea for the "virtue" of the greater good; it lessens the individual for the sake of all else. How terrible it would be to be in such a position...

    I think this is one of the most excrutiating of your Hyades pieces so far. I wonder what will proceed and follow it once it's a part of the official story. You're developing this story thoroughly, through the character vignettes you post on Satellite: they're giving a comprehensize and intriguing picture of what's to come.

    Take care, and hoping you'll write more,
    Selah

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