Shorkgirl

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Question of the Day!

How does your Warrior of Light want to be remembered?

(submitted by @ismene)


Shorkgirl
@Shorkgirl
The easy answer that rolls so glibly from the tongue:

In Gloria Aeterna

But that answer is simple, and hardly the true meaning of the feelings in my heart. I will die. It is a matter of time, whether it is sooner rather than later. Whether illness, ill fortune, an accident, a disaster- my headmate has a song she loves. It's a prayer really, from the Days of Atonement, paraphrased and sung by Leonard Cohen. She loves both versions, but the one by Cohen is more poignant for this moment:

And who by brave assent, who by accident
Who in solitude, who in this mirror
Who by his lady's command, who by his own hand
Who in mortal chains, who in power
And who shall I say is calling?

This however is simply musing on the impermanence of life, and the feelings engendered by awareness of ones own mortality, and the whims of fate and chance. There is another twinge of fate that I have become subject too of late, that I never thought possible for myself. That I should truly be loved, myself, me, not Minerva. Not Meminisse on the whole. But me. Aellae Neru. The villain of her own story. The once vicious blackguard- but both ICly, and OOCly, I suppose you could say that I want to be remembered fondly. That I wish to be kept in heart for a while. I do not want to impede a chance for further love once I am gone, but I wish to still be loved, to be remembered, not for my deeds of valor, not for any grand arching legacy. I wish to be remembered for my love, for the way I touched lives. For the laughter, the smiles, the joy, the happiness that I brought to my loved ones days.

To the surprise of none, there is another song, one that I found encompasses this ever so well.

Sometimes when you're doing simple things around the house
Maybe you'll think of me and smile
You know I'm tied to you like the buttons on your blouse
Keep me in your heart for a while

Hold me in your thoughts
Take me to your dreams
Touch me as I fall into view
When the winter comes
Keep the fires lit
And I will be right next to you



So, instead, I suppose, the phrase would be thus:

Amor Aeternus

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