They are like leaves to me- my Champions.
As we hang suspended in time I watch them,
Flickering briefly across my vision before they're gone,
Replaced by identical others.
Some leave behind larger imprints,
But none have ever understood.
Few have wanted me so much as he did,
And wanted simply, as I still believe,
For me to love him and not just for my power.
For even if he did want this magic I hold within me,
I think he would only have used it to make someone love him.
But he still did not begin to understand me.
And as much as he desired it...
He did not comprehend how very dark eternity can be.
But I do not resent them,
And him in the least,
For the simple reason that he led her to me.
She may not have understood at first.
She could not have been expected to... no one could.
But there was one vital difference:
It was never about her.
It was about me.
And that was something I could never understand.
All she desired was to save me.
She would have given up her life-
And she did give up her life, in a sense.
You would have given me eternity.
And I know it never would have crossed your mind
That this would be anything more than the gift of a generous, loving brother-
That I would see eternity as not a gift but a fate forced upon me.
I will never have eternity.
And now I stand here in the rain, because I can...
Because there is no one to stop me.
And if my life becomes only a brief flicker compared to the eons we shared
I will be content.
Because if I am with her...
I need nothing.
Eternity least of all.