From my God my Heart will depart

Title: From my God my Heart will depart
Fandom: X;WP
Characters: Nameless OC/Ares
Type: SongFic
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own ‘Xena; Warrior Princess’.
I do not own 'Sleeping Sun' by Nightwish.
I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Feedback: Yes please…
Achieve: Just ask me, I would be honoured of course… I just would love to know where my babies are taken.
Author’s note: I was playing around on my computer today listening to music as I did and when Sleeping Sun by Nightwish came on it just told me that it wanted to be turned into a fanfic and of course there is just one god I write fanfic about.

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Sleeping sun by Nightwish

The sun is sleeping quietly
once upon a century.
Wistful oceans, calm and red,
ardent caresses laid to rest.
For my dreams I hold my life,
for wishes I behold my nights.
A truth at the end of time;
losing faith makes a crime.

I wish for this night-time
to last for a life-time;
the darkness around me -
shores of a solar sea.
Oh, how I wish to go down with the sun!
Sleeping, weeping,
with you.

Sorrow has a human heart,
from my God it will depart.
I'd sail before a thousand moons,
never finding where to go...
222 days of light
will be desired by a night.
A moment for the poet's play -
until there's nothing left to say...

I wish for this night-time to last for a life-time;
the darkness around me - shores of a solar sea.
Oh, how I wish to go down with the sun!
Sleeping, weeping,
with you.

I wish for this night-time to last for a life-time;
the darkness around me - shores of a solar sea.
Oh, how I wish to go down with the sun!
Sleeping, weeping,
with you.

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I couldn’t help myself, as usual I stared at him; there was no way I could not look at him. I, of course, was not the only one who stared but not all of them saw him the way I saw him, or at least I wanted to think that. He was impressive even now when he was just sitting on his thrown listening to warriors and priests flatter him, he loved the attention, he loved his ego stroked.

For a split second he looked my way and grinned before turning back to one of his generals. I blushed wondering why he even looked at me, he is the god of war and I was just a mortal and not even a very important one. Still every time I had the chance I came here hoping to just catch a little glimpse of Ares, I made sure to stay at the back of the temple near the doors that way I would be sure I could leave before I was noticed. I didn’t belong there, I wasn’t a warrior, I shouldn’t be so fascinated by the dark god, I should worship someone like Hestia or Aphrodite or Cupid even, but not Ares, but I couldn’t help myself, it wasn’t that I liked war and death but… I couldn’t even explain it to myself but every time it got dark I peeked into the temple and when he was there I would slip in and wish the night wouldn’t end.

I got so lost in my thoughts that I had not been paying attention to my surroundings, and I only saw the huge warrior the moment he grabbed my arm. “Who are you?” He growled, I just swallowed and looked up into the face of a battle scarred man. “I…” I started but before I could say anything, the man stepped back and released my arm. He looked scared and then lowered his head, “My lord.” He said submissively, when he spoke those words I turned to face who was behind me.

I had never been this close to Ares before, I had always stayed near the door far away from the thrown, just wished to be close to Ares every time I watched him those nights in his temple. I looked into his eyes just a moment before I looked down, I didn’t say a word, I just waited for what ever it was that would happen to someone that sneaked into Ares’ temple without permission.
“You never answered.” Ares said, it was an odd statement so I looked up again. “I…” I started for the second time, but before I could finish he only said “Night time shouldn’t last a life time.” With that he disappeared.

I quickly left his temple and ran. I didn’t know where I was going until I reached the shore, there was no where else to run. I dropped to my knees and wept, he had known what had been in my thoughts, he hadn’t punished me but he had known. I was mortified, there was no way I would ever be able to go back to his temple, there was no way could I ever stare at him because he knew.

When I was done weeping I got up and took a job aboard the first ship that would have me. I would sail away, away from my god, away from my night time dreams.

I wish for this night-time to last for a life-time;
the darkness around me - shores of a solar sea.
Oh, how I wish to go down with the sun!
Sleeping, weeping,
with you.