RotM 1.47 - Prompt for Week of 02/17/2007 : Stopping By The Woods on a Snowy Evening (Robert Frost)


The snow was falling heavily as they sat on the grounds of Dracula's castle and waited. She was feeling ansty -- jittery -- and her companion watched her every move. Even though she was aware of everything her companion did, he was not the one who was the focus of her attention at this moment.

Mina.

Her head snapped up as she heard his voice within her mind and deep within her soul.

Mina.

He needed her help. The sun was not yet down and his enemies were gaining on him quickly. With the sun sapping his strength, he would be vulnerable and helpless when his enemies fell upon him. She couldn't allow that to happen, not even to him who everyone tried to convince her deserved to die for what he was and what he had done. She was tired of all of this death and she could not handle losing another loved one.

No more.

Not again.

She ran from Van Helsing and started climbing the crumbling outer wall of the castle. Once she had reached a point where she felt she was high enough, she lifted her arms to the sky and started speaking. These were words she had never heard before and yet, she knew their meaning. She called for the winds and the snow. She called for the darkness itself.

As she cried out, the winds rose in ferocity and it caused the heavy snowfall to swirl around in violent little funnels. As her storm increased, the sun slipped down behind the mountains.

Standing on that precipice, tapping into power she hadn't known she possessed, she felt him break free.



Muse: Mina Murray-Harker/Elisabeta
Fandom: Dracula
Words: 277

Tags: 1.47, poetry titles, realm of the muse

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2. Saw a lot of people die in the end
I never want to walk that road again
Now I will never give up
I don't want to have it all, I JUST WANT TO HAVE ENOUGH! -- Stone Sour


I saw a lot of death in that one year -- more death than I had ever before experienced in my entire life. Being married to Vlad Dracul guaranteed that I was on the front lines of the war he was fighting in the name of the God that we had been taught to follow. I thought I was prepared for anything that could have happened during this time.

I was wrong.

When I got the message that my Prince had been killed, I was devastated. I didn't know how I would handle living in this world with the Turks in control and without my dear Prince.

I took matters into my own hands and I threw myself into the river below our castle.

That should have been the end of it, but it was not.

Many years later, I was reborn into life once more. My name was Mina Murray and it should have been a more peaceful and blood-free time for me to live.

My Prince found me. He had changed, become a different sort of creature after my death, but the love we had once felt for each other was still there.

However, there were others that he would have to contend with. There was Jonathan Harker whom I was married to. There was also Professor VanHelsing who had hunted my Prince most of his life. Of course, there were also the three beaus of my dearest friend Lucy who wanted to avenge her death.

You would think that after having witnessed a war centuries before, death and blood would not have had an affect on me like it did.

You would be mistaken.

This time, it was the blood of people I knew personally that was being shed.



Muse: Mina Murray-Harker/Elisabeta
Fandom: Dracula
Words: 292

Tags: 1.46, realm of the muse, song lyrics

In our lives we all run into heart ache or heartbreak in one form or another. If we live long lives, then it will end up happening to us on more than one occassion. That's part of the ebb and swell of the tides of the lives we live. It's a natural part of being alive.

My first experience with heartbreak is not one that I remember all that clearly as I was really very young when my parents died. At the time, all I knew was that one day they had been there with me and then the next day they were both gone. They had been taken from me in an accident that no one can explain to this very day.

My clearest and most painful memory of heartbreak was when my dearest friend was taken from me.

Lucy Westenra had been my closest friend for very many years and there had never been a time in my life where she wasn't there with me at some point. She was so full of life and gaiety that it made it quite impossible to remain shy and retiring when she carried you along in her wake. Lucy was a force of nature to be reckoned with and when she set her mind to something there was no discouraging her.

When I learned of her death it was like one of the brightest lights in my life had suddenly been extinguished.

The fact that I wasn't there either time she died adds to the despair and the guilt that I carry for her in my heart.

Her loss is not the only heartbreak that I have experienced in my life.

However, the loss of my beloved Prince is not one that I have delved into deep enough to deal with at this point in time. As it is, I am still having doubt as to whether he is really gone or not. I find myself wishing that he still lives -- even though I had seen the wounds that had been inflicted upon him. The reality of his death is not something that I am quite willing to accept at this time.

Heartbreak is never an easy thing to get over.



Muse: Mina Murray-Harker/Elisabeta
Fandom: Dracula
Words: 371

Tags: ineffable fandom, january 2007 prompt a : heartbreak
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