03-21-2012, 05:31 PM
Zeein looked down at his desk, the old tome sitting right where he left it so many years ago. The cover was covered with a thick layer of dust. The Sin'dorei blew off the covering and opened it to a page from previous years. With his flask in hand, he began to read one of his latest entries in the diary.
The day has finally come! My son has arrived.. we waited nine long months for the birth of our baby boy. Kaynia decided on a name, Jaece Solveliss Drakewing. I fell in love with him the moment he entered out world, he's seven pounds seven ounces. I'd say that's a lucky birth weight! He looks just like his mother.. his features angular and he has the same sharp look in her eye that she does. I'm so proud, so proud to finally say I'm a father. The joy when I look at my son is.. I can't express it through words. To know that me and Kaynia created something so beautiful, so precious. If I don't stop myself from rambling on, I'll fill up all the pages. I best take a break to enjoy my finally, -complete- family. If only Solveliss were here to see his Great Grandson.
Zeein stared at the pages, a smile creeping across his face as the emotions he once felt came back for a single moment. He took another sip of his Phoenix water and turned the page.
Jaece is getting big! He's gained a few pounds, I think he's starting to recognize us as his caretakers. He smiles when his mother holds him, I asked Kaynia why she thought that was and her reply was this. "Because he knows I'm the lady with the milk sacs." I couldn't help but snicker at that, but as usual she just glared at me. Deep down, I know she cares for me and loves me though. Anyways.. Jaece has started to grow a small crop of hair. It's my color, all though a tad bit lighter due to the nature of Kaynia's blonde hair. He has my appetite though, Kaynia complains of how much her chest hurts after he's done feeding. I feel bad for her. The life of a child is so precious.. you are their whole world. They would literately die with out you, you are their everything. Their food source, their shelter, their comfort and their only friends. Nothing can describe the love and joy I feel when I look at my Jaece. His mother and I are so proud. And as Kaynia begins to adopt motherhood as her future, I only grow to love her more each day. My family.. I can finally say -my- family.. and it's complete.
The young elf reached his hand out to the paper, touching it as if it would send him back in time. He wished nothing more then to bring them back. He flipped the page once more, the book only lit by the dim light of a candle.
How could this happen.. both of them are sick.. so very sick.. Kaynia can't even move.. she keeps Jaece near her all the time. I'm using all the spells I can to help them along.. healers come and go.. they say only time will heal them now.. I can't lose them.. they're all I have..
Zeein flipped the page, his smile and good mood fading as he knew what came next. Tear drops stained the parchment, old water marks seemed fresh as ever.
They're both gone.. how.. how cold this happen to me.. this is all I ever wanted and now it's -gone- taken from me.. the love of my life.. my son.. they died this morning.. Jaece was the first to go.. to watch your six month old son die in your mate's arms is.. it's the worst feeling ever. I wish I was dead.. Kaynia died in the span of an hour.. watching her baby boy die took her will to live.. she gave up. And I don't blame her. I want to die.. I want to be with them.. to make all the pain go away. I can't stay here, I cannot stay in Silvermoon.. if I am going to keep on living.. I have to go.. where? I don't know, but in the event of me not returning, I leave everything I own to my Grandfather Solveliss Mournhold, and my brother Eroli Drakewing.. The Light has abandoned me, and I shall do the same to it.
Zeein's eyes filled with tears as he read the final passage. More tear drops cascaded from his cheeks to the page, he took a long swig of his Phoenix water. His only crutch since the death's of his beloved Kaynia and his son Jaece. He set his head down on the desk and sobbed, it had been years but the pain was still fresh. And it always would be.