and i'm still waiting for a life that never was
Maybe later, in another place and another time, Alys would be angry. But right now, there was only devastation.
Melita glanced at the bundle in her arms, then spoke words that Alys hadn’t expected. The world spun and she placed a hand against the wall of the house, leaning on its solidity for support. Fresh grief welled up in her chest, choking her, and her eyes filled with tears. Sascha was here. She was dead, but she was here. She was home, where she had slept and run and played with Boreal.
Where she would be buried.
She tried to tear her eyes from the limp companion, but failed; she reached out shaking hands, accepting the bundle from Melita. ”Thank you,” she managed to choke out in a whisper, holding her companion close to her chest. Alys would have to bury the little ursur, but for right now, she could hold onto her bonded one last time.
At least it hadn’t been for nothing. Sascha might have sacrificed for her, for them all, but it hadn’t been in vain. ”That’s good,” she said, her voice sounding distant and frail in her ears. ”I’m - that’s good.” She meant it, in some deep part of her mind, but it came out sounding hollow and flat, and her guilt intensified. How dare she mourn so openly when they had been successful? When Zavien had died, too?
But Zavien had been brought back, and Sascha was still gone.
Melita glanced at the bundle in her arms, then spoke words that Alys hadn’t expected. The world spun and she placed a hand against the wall of the house, leaning on its solidity for support. Fresh grief welled up in her chest, choking her, and her eyes filled with tears. Sascha was here. She was dead, but she was here. She was home, where she had slept and run and played with Boreal.
Where she would be buried.
She tried to tear her eyes from the limp companion, but failed; she reached out shaking hands, accepting the bundle from Melita. ”Thank you,” she managed to choke out in a whisper, holding her companion close to her chest. Alys would have to bury the little ursur, but for right now, she could hold onto her bonded one last time.
At least it hadn’t been for nothing. Sascha might have sacrificed for her, for them all, but it hadn’t been in vain. ”That’s good,” she said, her voice sounding distant and frail in her ears. ”I’m - that’s good.” She meant it, in some deep part of her mind, but it came out sounding hollow and flat, and her guilt intensified. How dare she mourn so openly when they had been successful? When Zavien had died, too?
But Zavien had been brought back, and Sascha was still gone.
Alys
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
