“Time is a thief”
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You told me. I can barley even remember how the topic came up. Or when where we were. I only remember that specific sentence.
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I remember thinking deeply about it. What it meant. Time is a thief? I couldn’t fathom what you meant at the time. After so many years only now do I truly think I know.
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I spent my life fighting. My purpose was not my own, but yours. My duty was to carry your honor. That was my purpose as your child. You said it yourself.
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I was only nine when I picked up a sword. Every time I glanced at the shiny metal I saw what I could become. I could become the best. It was in my blood you said.
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It was when I was eleven did I do my first kill. I had came home from the academy. You had left the door to house wide open, something you had never done before. I ran inside, after hearing your yells, not really knowing when to expect. Dad, I don’t know what was racing through my head. It was too much. All I know that is when I saw you fighting. My mind went blank. My body went numb. So much blood. So much. Three against one never seemed fair. Where had the sword came from? How did it get in my hand? For the first time, it wasn’t my own reflection, coming from the sword. So whose’s was it? It looked like me but why didn’t it feel like it. My arms swung, before I knew it. Swords clashed together. Blood mixed with tears, sweat and other bodily fluids. When had I started crying? Blood spattered as I plunged my sword into the man’s chest. I flinched, but dint stopped. Only til we were out of danger did I stop. I dropped to my knees as, you pulled me in. “Only the strong wins, Imogen. The strong will only conquer over those who are weak. Remember that how the world works.”
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I had lost count of how many deaths I had caused, by the age of fifteen. It angered me. It wasn’t the fact that I had killed them but instead how it didn’t kill me inside. I hated it. “Darkness is a not a foe, but instead a friend. Embrace it. It’s okay.” You said. That’s when I learned why my reflection changed.
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See it was only when I learned to live in darkness did I truly grow, dad. I was no longer confused. I was no longer an outcast. I understood the way the world worked and why everything was the way it was. I knew what made the world run. What made it stop. What made it what it was.
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I followed it. Learning darkness taught me everything. By eighteen I was stronger. Strong and arrogant. I believed I could defeat anyone. It was my own, and mines alone’s decision to selfishly duel you. That’s why I met my regretful demise. “For a shadow to be conspicuous, the light must cast it glow. For darkness is nothing without light.” You said
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For months I had once again searched for what I was missing. If it is light that I need I must search for the brightest one. So I could rest in the dark.
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I searched and searched. I looked for the angel that could turn me into the devil. I searched for wings while I grew horns I searched for an angelic light while I grew my tail. I plunged deeper and dragged people with me. I grew greedier, as time pasted. My darkness grew impatient. It started to feed on my innocence. Feelings started to fade. I became an empty shell of the person I once was. The worst part is I didn’t care. “People who make other people suffer are worst, but people who endure that suffering are pathetic.” You told me.
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I refused to be the thing I hated. If I couldn’t have to the light, I didn’t need it. I would become a darkness in the absence of light. “Can’t you see it?” You asked my in a worried voice. I never really understood why you looked at my like that. I didn’t asked either. I hated the look. The look of pity.
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What couldn’t I see?
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If anything my vision was clearer then ever. I could see everything. I understood, what I could be. I could be powerful. I could be better. It was in my blood remember?
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I continued my journey. People had called me many things. Demon. Devil. I started to believe it, I guess you did too. “You are not the daughter I raised. You’re a monster”
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Maybe I was? But so we’re you. You made me into the person I am today. You sharpened my fangs. You taught me how to hunt my prey. You taught me the ways of the wild. I learned from watching the best dad. You can only blame yourself.
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You sharpened my fangs and nails, but failed my mind. I got caught. I was unable to play the game of chess. My king was defeated, and so was I. My years of built up confidence crumpled to pieces. Imprisoned for life. “You brought this unto yourself” Those were your final words to me.
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All your lessons and words follow me to my cell.
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The most powerful of them all.
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“Time is a thief.”
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Only now do I understand the truth.
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Time is thief. Not one in all black. But instead the most beautiful gown. It lures people, promises something better for the future. I was one of the millions of sucker who feel for it. I fell for it beauty. For it promises of power.
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Now at my lowest, do I savor the little moments. For I’ve learned I can’t be night forever. I just might disappear.
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I smile as light beamed through the small hole in my cell. I would sometimes wake up early just to see it. The sunrise woke something in me. I’m not sure what just yet.
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