My heart was sealed with stone,
Carnage and death was my way of life.
Never will I love again,
Then I met her.

She spoke,
I answered.
I fought,
She watched.

The stone heart was cracking,
What is this?
My heart grew warm,
She fell in love with me.

Love me? no, nothing can.
Love her? How odd...

The heart broke its barriers,
I succumbed my love to her.
It was perfect,
It was forbidden.

We arranged for an secret love,
Her father found out.
My body was punished beyond compare,
She felt death around her.

Six ordered slaps,
Twelve days of loss.
twenty-four times she cried for me.

You never know what love is until you lost it.

I disappeared from the lands,
only to see her again upon my journey.
I found the ring,
I found out that the ring was cursed.

Our love was forbidden,
Our embrace was cursed,
Our future is bleak,
Our hearts broken beyond compare.

What now?
How come?
I fight...
For death.

Love is only a tool of the feeble...
Death is only the beginning...
Life is the end...

No more...

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Valnuary, in the year 271 AF.