Iardacil on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/iardacil/art/Coup-de-Grace-196397985Iardacil

Deviation Actions

Iardacil's avatar

Coup de Grace

By
Published:
28.7K Views

Description

Coup de Grace (translates to something like "Blow of Mercy")

Details: [link]

First, I want to thank you *Luria-XXII for allowing me to work with that stunning model shot. It was gorgeous and very inspiring. When I took look on the image, I knew what will come of it. The expression, the strength...

In some ways this is a sequel to:


The story.. Goes similar as the last two. She is a daughter of a great king. His people loved him and honoured him and they all expect the same greatness and fairness from her. She is born and rise for serving her kingdom. They all taught her the things they taught she need to become great ruler. They never asked her what she wanted and she never complained. She accepted her fate and never wished for more. She never thought there could be more than path meant to her. There was not much love or freedom in her childhood but she never felt like she needed it. She knew who she is and where her place in life is. She looked up for the man they called king and who she called father but he was as far from her as she was from everyone else. No warmth toward his daughter - "You have to be solid as rock", he said to her and made her to be strong, never so a sign of weakness. "Never cry a tear. Never look back. Never regret what you have done and never apologise - it is a sign of weakness".

So, she made her heart froze and made her be as strong as she could. Not a tear falling from her eyer. Not a doubt. Not a fear. Nothing. She battled all the emotions. All her disappointments and failings. She did her best to please her father and be worthy in his eyes, secretly looking for approval but she never got it and the old king passed away. Never showing any kindness toward his only child. Never giving her encouraging word or praise. She has to be able to be strong and certain all alone, not depend on anyone as everyone will be depending on her. Looking for her to guidance and strength.

So she became a queen of her realm and she always had a strong face. She always stand tall and she was merciless. She tried every way to please her father after he had died but she never felt she was as good as her father. She was made of different wood but she tried to deny everything she was and every way be as her father was. She felt so trapped in the role she was pushed. She knew there is no choice for her - it is her destiny and she had known all those years that this is the path she has to follow but she just could not stop thinking what if.. What if she had done this and that.. What if she had been just a little girl and run on meadows with other child of his age instead of sitting in stone walled castle and studying history, etiquette and diplomacy. What if she had gone to markets and dances and lived a different kind of life when she still had the change. What if she had met someone and felt a real love, just for a day. What if she could have been something else than she was made to be, just for one day.. But all those thoughts.. they were just dreams and she never expected to be able to do any of those things...

But those thoughts were like water pouring whole into her soul, little by little, eating her inside out. Dreams of freedom.. Dreams of being herself.. Dreams of giving up.. not being strong all the time.. Not thinking about what others may see behind her words and thinking carefully before saying something. Always being afraid, always being on guard.. Looking for hiding meanings, suspecting everyone.. And with all that doubt and fear and danger - always thinking for the best of her people.. always having strong face.. For other.. Everything for others, nothing for herself.

And that feeling.. like being trapped by destiny and decisions made in life.. she feels like there are bounds that bind her to her country.. That trapped feeling.. helpless feeling made her hate everything about her life.. She loves the country and her responsibility but the way she feels trapped.. she starts to hate everything she loved and enjoyed. She just feels how it makes her mad. how she is loosing it all. She knows what her heart wants but she knows no way in reality she can get that. They think she is the most powerful and strongest person of all.. but in the truth, she is the most helpless and most coward of them all as she does not dare to take a risk.. To break out what is thought to be right by others.. She does not dare to be who she is as she is afraid she will disappoint others.. As they are expecting great things from her.. And maybe her destiny is to do great things but really great things can come only from heart.. and when person believes 100% into what she is doing.. She wants best but she makes all her goodwill to ill as she feels trapped and uncomfortable on her role. Her trapped feeling is like poison what paralyses everything around her.. Poison what makes everything around her falling apart. And she feeling like bind to that falling disaster.. she tries to pulls her binds.. trying to break free, getting more lost and more confused as there is noone to support her.. and noone ever said to her that it is ok to break down from time to time, find a comforting shoulder and cry herself empty.. All she knows that she has to be strong, no matter what. She has to keep her face, have to keep her strength and do her duty - no matter what. She is doomed. Her quest is doomed.. But she cannot see it. She is trapped. She has to be strong, all she knows.

And the title, Coup de Grace, points that sometimes you do not have to be strong. Sometimes it is better do give up.. Sometimes the pain just comes too much to bare and noone has ever said that we have to bare that pain. We have to forgive ourselves and we cannot never be exactly what other expects. We have to find our own way.. our own path and destiny as noone knows ourselves as we do. Only we can make the right desitions and when we feel we are trapped, then it is better for everyone to break those binds.. give up on whatever it is that eats our soul.. Then it is probably not for us. Instead of putting up with it, keeping strong face and never showing a sign of weakness, we should have the real strength and courage - we should find a strength to break free. To be ourselves and give peace to our souls. Only that way can we be happy. Only this way we can make great things. There is no point trying to hold on to a sinking ship - it does not do no good for anyone.. So many of us never realize it.. she never realized it.. until it was too late.. and then.. when everything had fallen apart, she cried her first tear and on that moment, she, first time, really lived.

We should be merciful towards ourselves... We are who we are - with our strengths and mistakes..

Luria-XXII | spiritsighs-stock | hatestock | Jenna-Rose | blackkitty666 | stock-by-brink | Sirius-sdz | texture and tear brushe by Ro-stock| sxc.hu:bosela | + purchased
Image size
669x1000px 820.51 KB
© 2011 - 2024 Iardacil
Comments217
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
hgbbhin's avatar