> I do not own a Gundam or any of the characters from the series. So please don’t sue me over this! J Triniti and the Oracle are my creations, though. I got started and had the basic ideas from my good friend Aryn. (Starling is another great friend who pulled me into the series and the fanfic!) I fleshed out and developed Triniti and the story line on my own. Hope you enjoy it . Future stories will supply the history to this one. --Destiny
The Jasmine and the Pine
Prologue
By Destiny
The book willingly fell open to its usual page. In the wane light from the desk lamp, the words of the poem stood out against the whiteness of the paper.
In the home woods at Hampton, I remember
Out of a thicket of holly and of bay
Towered a lonely pine. He climbed the blue
Magnificently in his strength suberb,
A purple tower in the azure soaring.
And to his might there clung with clambering grace
A delicate jasmine, frail and feminine.
She wrapped him tenderly, and thus arose
Until the two seemed one. His power sustained her,
While he with beauty was adorned. It seemed
To be his own, but really was of her.
Now many a year has gone. The gaint pine
Again I see, the vine still banding him.
A storm has shorn his crest. Forlorn he stands,
A ruined champion, pregnable and sad.
But now supporting, clining close, upholding
His failing strength, the jasmine's beauty climbs,
As if to shield from foes his impotence,
As if to hide his wounds with loveliness.
For often proudest power is sustained
By frailest love, and crashes gloomily
If ever once that tender comfort fail.
Whenever I see the jasmine and the pine,
They make me think of husband and wife.
Trowa perused the page. He shut his eyes and closed the book trailing his hand along the edge of the cover. Then he replaced it on the shelf.
