Midnight Cinderella Muse

Love is a Sentiment Held by the Losing Side

I wrote this in chemistry class when I was bored. This mentions Byron, Nico, Albert, and princess MC. May contain triggering content (loss/death) for some; read at own discretion.

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Part 1

The maid rushing into his office without knocking

Nico, then Albert following

The look on their faces said everything

Even before Nico

Broke the silence

Shattered

Not only the silence

But his heart.

The pen delicately

Fell to the floor

The only animation

In a too-still room.

"Go."

The strangled

Voice that spoke

Was not his

But someone else's

Hidden away

The last time –

This voice –

Had echoed in

This very room –

A generation ago –

Not so long ago,

Was it?

Two left

The door closed

Too soon

Suffocating the room

In its own immobility

Once again

Nico reached for his king

But stopped short

When he saw the clenched

Fist ready

To destroy.

The Terror –

The Tyrant –

Returning.

Part 2

"Close the curtains."

Nico did so,

Then left –

Unable to shake

The premonition

That with the king's sunshine

Gone

So would go

Their kingdom's.

A memory –

Long buried away

Finally

Bloomed black

Despite years

Of trying ever desperately

To forget.

"Emotion is a sentiment held

By the losing side."

Byron Wagner does not cry.

Byron Wagner

Does not

Cry.

Byron Wagner does not cry.

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Does not cry.

A tear fell

Staining

The scarlet cherrywood desk.

From blood

To blood

No escape from

Time past.

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