As I trudge across the continent, things I'm not so proud of, hanging
over my head like an indomitable black cloud.
I think on what I've accomplished in my short time, and all the
opportunities I'd wished I had.
My un-Life, not worth much to all, but one...
That one, always there, there when I didn't see her, and there when I
needed someone, always there.
That cloud, always there, but now, holed up inside, deep within my
heart, my heart that does not beat, that does not pump blood...
That one, always there, when I needed to talk, when I just needed to sit
with someone, always there.
Never realizing, opportunities I wished I'd had, I do have, never
seeing, never realizing, never seeing, blinded by my own feelings
I see, as I reflect on my un-Life, one that was, and is there for me,
there for me in my times of need.
I see, I was there for her too, unthinking, never seeing, that I was
there, when she needed someone, when no one was there, I was there.
I see you, every moment of my un-Life, in the flesh, or in my dreams,
but you're always here.
You've been there from the very start, I never saw, I never realized you
were there, but you were, and now I am finally seeing, finally
realizing, you are there for me, as I am there for you.
A friend in the past, nothing before that, and now, so much more. I have
realized, you have always been there for me, our love only growing
stronger with time, until finally, it blossomed, like a twilight blue
orchid, blossoming in the moonlight, our love shone through to one
another, and I have realized, my love, for one I never really knew was
there until now.
Through thick and thin, never shying away, never rejecting. You've
always been there for me, and I have been there for you.
Our feelings thus revealed over time
As I reflect on my un-Life, I see that you, Avialle, were, and still
are, there for me, and I am there for you, my love. Mistakes in the
past, like a slowly dissipating cloud hanging over my head, that you
shine through, as if the sun, your rays piercing the darkness cloaking
my heart and soul. Revealing who I am, showing everyone what you saw all
along...
I love you, I would cross the desert beneath the sun, to be with you. I
would give up everything I had, and everything I would ever have, to be
with you. Nothing means more to me than you, not even myself.
I love you, Avialle. I truly do...


-Achavis, re-born

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Midsummer, in the year 86 MA.