Forget-Me-Not

Balefully, her eyes stare up at him. Though she is obscured by the fog, her eyes shine through – delving into his soul, piercing his heart with their anxious plea. The colour of forget-me-nots, they accuse him night after night.

Endymion...

She calls to him, desperately seeking recognition. And each night she is disappointed as – with a fierce tug from the child, the warrior who is her and yet not her – he leaves, waking back into reality.

He promised – Endymion, forget me not! Never dearest, I promise – and yet he does not know her.

And each morning, as he bashes into the owner of those forget-me-not eyes – he forgets the princess a little bit more.