Revenant: Ghosts of the Past - Part I

That day would be indelibly burned into my memory forever. It was a time of fulfillment, of awakening, a relative peace and the time I came to know love, now oh so ethereal… My recovery after the battle had not been swift; confined to the houses of healing of the great city Minas Tirith; the city of kings. For days my eagerness to be back on the front with my men tormented me. The city was fair indeed but I was blind to such beauty as this world brings, that is until that day… I took to roaming the levels of the white city, when my custodians permitted I was well enough, and grew acquainted with many of the good citizens. It was during one of my daily rounds that I met her… She stood there in a ray of light; beautiful, angelic in pose and stature, her long tawny brown hair falling about her in waves. I looked momentarily into her eyes - a sparkle of humour there as she smiled - and was lost in their olive brown, earthy depths. She bore a beauty beyond physical appearance and her innocence and grace shined from within. We came together then as if we had known one another since time immemorial and my life before her paled in comparison. We would meet often, finding places anew to appreciate, exploring the city and each other, caught in an enchantment of life and love. Our discourse would flow and run into the early hours and we became as one. I was blind until I met her… “Yesterday I obeyed superiors and bent my neck before dignitaries. But today I kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.” These words, words once spoken with meaning and faith, now cut me asunder; to the depths of my tattered soul…