{"id":5553,"date":"2025-05-15T21:04:21","date_gmt":"2025-05-15T19:04:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/?p=5553"},"modified":"2025-05-15T21:04:21","modified_gmt":"2025-05-15T19:04:21","slug":"to-my-fallen-sister","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/2025\/05\/to-my-fallen-sister\/","title":{"rendered":"To My Fallen Sister"},"content":{"rendered":"

Author:<\/strong>\u00a0 C.Z.<\/p>\n\n\n


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\u00d4 sing, Melpomen\u2019,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The life of my dearest kin,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As I stand alone in this arena, bitter,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Reminiscing this fateful day that took my sister.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We were raised by the brightest of scholars,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And the most ferocious of warriors,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the shores of this lake that is your mother\u2019s spring,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

While dreaming of flying on Nike\u2019s wing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Your eyes were sharp as an eagle\u2019s,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Your step moved swiftly as a horse,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Your arrows always found their target,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And there wasn\u2019t a single trick you forgot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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You inspired me by your feats and strength,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

You taught me resilience and patience,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Perfecting my strategies, forging my courage,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And like you I wished to master the war\u2019s adage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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As sisters we claimed each other,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even without sharing a mother nor a father,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We rode as one into battle to tear the frontlines,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

You, daughter of the waters, me, daughter of the skies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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My greatest asset is my mind, you told me,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When I doubted my place in this infinity,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yet my brain cannot comprehend,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This cruel play cut by Atropos\u2019 hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I should\u2019ve been the voice of reason,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Able to reign the horse of passion,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Without letting a chance for pride to settle,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And send me against you to battle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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What started it was so trivial,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I cannot remember in my denial,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instead, it is the anger, the frustration,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The treachery of vindication.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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It is my judgement changed by the allure of greatness,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The sweet taste on my tongue of self-righteousness,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My heart refusing again to agree,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

While my wisdom faulted me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I want to remember the laughs, the memories,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The games and hopes while wishing for the centuries,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We could have spent growing and triumphing,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But all is tainted by this unacceptable ending.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We clashed on these forsaken grounds,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Spears shattering against clubs,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Swords performing a lethal dance,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As Eris\u2019 seized her chance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Should I blame my father for overstepping,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As he brandished against you the shield all are fearing,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Or only myself, my hubris, my shameful part<\/p>\n\n\n\n

While my own blade pierced your heart?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Now my weapons feel too heavy on my side,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Forever stained by your blood,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And while you cross the river of oaths,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I rage, I mourn, I cannot not go forth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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This gift of a life without end,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Given by my golden blood,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Without you is now cursed,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh, how I wish things could be reversed,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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No matter if I can craft the greatest of all statues,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No matter my lamentations of lost values,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No matter I make my punishment always more tough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019ll never be justice enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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But they shall remember you as my dearest family,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ll carry on your name and memory,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Until this world reach its omega,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019ll always be Pallas,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Athena.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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