Letting Go
Five years ago…
He faced the window, Mount Eredren’s lord,
author of all Sarn’s pain, eyes on distant
sights, his back to the shadowed nook where bored
death waited in a teen hands. The instant
the Lord’s guards left, Sarn crept ‘cross star shined floors,
shadow-silent, knife shaking, poised to pierce
that last barrier. Full-circle once more,
victim becomes the killer; shock pierces
anger, knocks him back a step, makes him think.
Killing the Mount’s Lord won’t unwound his soul,
unbreak his bones, undo abuse. Sarn shrinks,
he’s no killer; he’s an innocent soul.
“Why didn’t you strike me down?” the mount’s lord moaned.
“Because it wouldn’t have undone what was done.”
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Redacted from a flashback sequence in “Trapped.”
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Read more about Sarn in the Curse Breaker Saga. Like vignette-style poems? I’ve got lots on my Tales of Shayari page or my Poetic Fantasy page.
Inspired by Daily Post’s prompt: I Can’t Stay Mad at You
The tension in this scene was palpable, and the ending was soul stirring. Lovely.
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A piercing description!
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Awesome, Melinda…”shadow-silent’ – love it!!!!
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The only way to make things right sometimes is in our own hearts! Lovely!
Yes it is and he figured that before doing something his magic definitely object to