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Art by @lilgildedstar on twitter
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There’s a part of him that saw this coming - how could he not? He’d prepared himself mentally for this… from the moment he was born, he was fated to lose everything. He’d told himself that when he lost his mother, lost his right to the throne, lost the respect and love from his people.
He’d told himself he was resigned… that he knows that this was simply the fate of one who was born into such a wretched existence like himself… that he’d accepted it, embraced it.
He was prepared for the inevitability to lose everything.
Or so he’d thought.
Like grains of sand slipping through the gaps between his fingers, he feels them slipping away, the life in the bright radiant moon now shrouded in the darkness of the void.
Enshrouded in a veil of shadow, of a blot so thick, dark and heavy that he could barely recognize their visage anymore - he’d watch as they too were taken from him - as the dazzling consciousness and brilliant mind of the one whose hands he’d so foolishly placed his heart into fades into nothing but a deep, unimaginable and crippling despair.
The light of the sun is blocked out, with only dark weeping clouds cast overhead, turning the skies pitch black with anguish that he could only imagine reflects but a fraction of the sorrow in themselves.
Time and space itself begins to fracture - ripping at the seams, causing all of the world’s darkest emotions to come spilling forth and puddling at his feet… threatening to drag him down. Deafening screams of horror fill the air around him, yet he could only gaze up towards the sky, desperate forest green eyes meeting the emptiness of the void in the magpie’s own, seeking out a hint of the person he loved within those glassy white eyes.
And as they stare down at him with a frosty, lifeless expression, Leona could only feel his own feeble little heart shatter - an overwhelming fear consuming him that he’d long thought himself incapable of feeling.
Not again. Not again.
He thought he was prepared to lose everything. It was an inevitability, after all.
And yet…..