scarborough fair-old true love au

they long ago forgotten.

Creak

A villager with an irrelevant memory lost opens his house door,putting down his basket of bread on his small table. He lost his beloved love 4 years ago. Because of an incident. He still keeps the seat for two. He doesn't remember any of his family or friends and past events. But he still remember his love. He sang his love's love song he always sang to him,Scarborough Fair. He used it to remember everything. Due to the incident that happened,his reputation is slowly becoming the most disliked. He lives in a beautiful town called Dirdum Town. Full of beautiful view from the pier,and mountains. Lots of the villagers make their own stuff,and made a celebration every year where they sell their handmade stuff in a market,the celebration is Scarborough Fair. He has his own friends,only two. And his love is still alive. However,his love life left because of a poor reason. And the villager? His name was....

TORD.

Several years,without his love,Tom,Tord kept going with a worried face. His heart still remains and still has free space for him. Anywho,he went out his house and grabbed his basket. He went to the fair,humming his love's song,with the following lyrics,

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme.
Remember me,to one who lives there.
He was once a true love of mine."

Creaking up the door,he started breathing. His cold blooded breath started taking away the villager that walked. Everyone started avoiding him. Like he was a jerk or something. Noone ever been close to him except his two friends. He got his red hood,and he also wears a black vest underneath,and grey leather pants completed with black boots. After humming the deep song,a sudden villager bumped into him,and his name was Patryk. One of his friends. He said,

"Oh,hello,Tord my friend! How are you doing today?"

"Fine. Thanks."

"Me too."

"Anyways,did you remember this day? The exciting day where Scarborough Fair gets in? Oh boy,oh boy,you gotta remember this! Me and my dear Paul are making a bread store in our wagon. How 'bout you?"

"Eh...i do remember that day. And i think i might make an antique stuff wagon and also a clothing shop. I'm kind of 80% a taylor."

"Yeah."

"So...Pat,Paul said we will get some pies in a pie party at the pier today? 06.00 PM at night i guess?"

"Yeah. We made lots of pies. 32 or less."

"Wow,you guys must've had hard work together,Pat."

"Yeah,lots of 'em were just raspberry pies."

"Ooh! I like them."

"Yeah. Anyways,bye Tord! See 'ya at the party!"

".....bye."

They left with a wave,leaving those two boys walk in happines. Tord may be forgotten for a long time,because of his poorly reputation. He doesn't even care about amnesia. He just doesn't care.

He arrived at the market,seeing many villagers with friendly faces sell stuff. He grabbed his wallet from his basket ready for shopping. He buyed some grapes,antique decorations,tools,materials,books,astronomy books,maps,and lots more. After all that shopping-spree,he got to put everything on his house. When he started to put a map on the wall,he bumped to a Tom picture and then suddenly got sad. He then puts the map on somewhere else. He placed the books according to the genres,and antique decorations like dreamcatchers somewhere on his room upstairs. While puts the decorations,he opened his window,grabbed a jasmine tea he made and admire the view from Dirdum Town,Looking at the tiny folks that looked like ants from above. He wonder,is Tom really still alive? Well,who knows. Maybe he's gone or dead. Or maybe just in another city hoping for Tord to remember back everything. Which makes him more peculiar,he does not remember anything from the past. All those memories,They long ago forgotten. But there are alot of other memories still stay inside. A memory of which survived the one incident that caused him to have this amnesia. Speaking of memories,he tries to act like he doesn't care. He isn't too confused. But inside,deeply,he still cares. The inciden was horrible. Threatening. Caused many souls gone. Caused 24.5% of the area broken. Caused many people cry in tears,including him. He hums that song again to protect him from the pain. It's like a lullaby that feels like Tom sang it. He then sips the tea slowly to have warmness in his heart. The cold autumn is there on the town,so he still wears his red hood indoors,and set up the fireplace. His eyes became liquid because of tears,starting to cry. Then,the small crying stops,and he then reads a book about a girl that has been alone. And only has an ant as a friend. He can almost relate to that. But,his friends have a bigger meaning than that. Nobody almost remembered about the incident,and some people still keep it in their hearts. Like Tord's memories,

They long ago forgotten.

"Tell him to reap it in a sickle of leather.
Parsley,sage,rosemary,and thyme.
(Gendrals order their soldiers to kill!)
And gather it all,in a whole bunch of heathers.
(To fight for a cause,they long ago frogotten.)
Then,he'll be a true love of mine."