Cling To Your Last Hope [Wallflowers vs Iain]
Mar 19, 2016 11:27:06 GMT -5
Post by Kire on Mar 19, 2016 11:27:06 GMT -5
today's a reason for living
today's the blood from a stone
today's the light from a candle
helping us to find our way home
I shouldn't be alive right now.
The fact that I am still breathing is a miracle, but the price was terrible. I clutch the amethyst, sapphire, and diamond to my chest in one hand, the ruby and emerald still pulsing in my pocket. Three lives had been taken so I might live. Three at the least. Each belonged to an individual who could have - probably should have - been in my place now.
Delta, diamond, my guardian angel. She must have been the only reason I lived. On only the second day in this place she had died, killed by none other than Cecilia - my last remnant of home.
Basil, sapphire, my match. He had never had a stroke of luck. From the beginning he was broken and bruised. I wish I could have helped him somehow, could have saved him, but once more I had failed my ally - my friend - and now I would never have the chance.
Eryn, amethyst, my saviour. She had joined us only the day before. I had been wary of her encroaching on Delta's position in our alliance, which I regret dearly right now. Before I had been able to settle my thoughts about her she had been killed. The boy from three had driven his spear into her throat, killing her within moments as I had to flee.
I regret having to leave them behind. It broke my heart. I got to run away, swaying and nearly vomiting with each step, as they lay on the ground. Their glassy eyes saw nothing as mine took in the worried face of Danny. Together, she and I had pieced me back into seeming wholeness, though I still could barely sit up straight for dizziness. Alone, except for each other, we spent the night in near silence. I had no energy to say anything, and I didn't know if she even wanted to talk. What could I say, anyway, after what had just happened.
We both know I should have died, not Eryn.
But I was left with Danny, emerald, my perspective and my last hope. If there would be one of us who might live, might survive to return home, it would be her. Karma would catch me eventually, luck would steal herself back from my bed. I would die, just as I should have, and I can only hope that at least Danny will survive.
The three shades hanging just behind my shoulder seem to hum at this thought. I would join them soon enough, and then maybe I might explain that it should have been me. I doubt anything I could say would make all of this up to them. We would all still be dead, we would all still have suffered. Whatever pleas of forgiveness I could offer would never be enough to return the life that was stolen from them.
So instead I watch the sun rise as Danny sleeps. I am alone with only the shadows at my back for company. This dawn is eerie, and the crawling yet thrilling sensation of doing something taboo washes over me. I should not have seen this dawn, I should not have seen this day. "I'm sorry," I tell the spirits.
But it's not enough, and I know it.[Ezero attacks Iain with throwing knives]
ofUNGLfhthrowing knife
miss -- 0.0
[fire 1/4]
1-50
extinguished
[accuracy reroll]
throwing knife
Knife Deep in Stomack -- 9.0 damage
credit to rave for the image