Brother of My Blade
04-25-08, 08:24 PM
I wonder, at times, how a heart would feel.
I have every muscle and organ that a warrior could find necessary, and a few unique to the design of myself and my kind. Ligaments of enchanted leather tie muscle to armor and livewood skeleton. Fluid lines carry lubricants, stimulants, and electrolytes all over my body. An artificial liver sifts out foreign toxins. I see, hear, feel, smell, and even taste with every sense which has been endowed upon me. I have been trained to know each of these essential pieces of anatomy intimately. Weaknesses, strengths, strike zones, universal tells.
Signs of life.
And yet the very organ which announces life more steadily than any other, I am denied. I do not need it, therefore I do not have it.
Still, I long to know the feeling of pulsating muscle under my chestplate. For others to grasp my exposed lines and feel a rhythm to them, instead of their constant flow.
I have been told that the heart will quicken in times of activity and stress. That it aches when loved ones are distant or lost. That it leaps in joy. That it sinks in sorrow.
And I wonder how a heart feels.
I have every muscle and organ that a warrior could find necessary, and a few unique to the design of myself and my kind. Ligaments of enchanted leather tie muscle to armor and livewood skeleton. Fluid lines carry lubricants, stimulants, and electrolytes all over my body. An artificial liver sifts out foreign toxins. I see, hear, feel, smell, and even taste with every sense which has been endowed upon me. I have been trained to know each of these essential pieces of anatomy intimately. Weaknesses, strengths, strike zones, universal tells.
Signs of life.
And yet the very organ which announces life more steadily than any other, I am denied. I do not need it, therefore I do not have it.
Still, I long to know the feeling of pulsating muscle under my chestplate. For others to grasp my exposed lines and feel a rhythm to them, instead of their constant flow.
I have been told that the heart will quicken in times of activity and stress. That it aches when loved ones are distant or lost. That it leaps in joy. That it sinks in sorrow.
And I wonder how a heart feels.