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I go out walking after midnight - Rhoa - 09-11-2016
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RE: I go out walking after midnight - Ranjiri - 09-29-2016 Ranjiri { "Grief never ends, but it changes. Its a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love."
Rhoa wasn't in the Falls, I had looked everywhere for him and he just wasn't there. I wraked my brain to try and remember if he'd mentioned where he might be going while I went to visit Cera and Gaucho in the Throat and I remembered him mentioning the forest, so I flew there as fast as my wings would carry me. The whole time I just kept thinking about how I was going to tell Rhoa that Gaucho had died -- there was really no easy or sensitive way to do it. No matter how I went over it in my head it always hurt. I didn't want to hurt Rhoa, but I knew from my experience with Cera and my own father's death it hurt far worse not to tell.I landed at the forest's treeline and I folded my wings tightly against my sides as I peered into the darkness. It seemed, right then, that the forest was much more ominous than I remembered, but I chalked that up to the fact that I was about to tell Rhoa that his father was dead. Not once did it cross my mind that there would be someone that I loved lying dead in there and that the monster that killed him might still be lurking. I pushed myself forward and started searching... but I didn't have to search that long. It was the thick, iron scent of blood that I noticed first. Then it was Rhoa that I could smell intermingled with it. I could feel the dread starting to build up in me, but I kept telling myself that it was just a wolf that killed something and Rhoa had simply walked past it. It definitely wasn't Rhoa's blood that I was smelling, just some unfortunate forest animal. Rhoa was too strong to be taken down by a wolf. He was a fighter. He was strong. He was going to be a father. He had a lot to fight for. He was ... dead. He was laying there on the ground, covered in blood, and I stared for the longest time because I couldn't believe it. It had to be a hallucination. An illusion. I was dreaming. It was just a terrible nightmare and I was going to wake up and Rhoa was going to be right there next to me, sound asleep. It wasn't real, it wasn't real, it wasn't real. But it was real. I stood frozen where I was, my heart hammering somewhere in my chest, and my breaths coming in sporadic bursts. My blood felt like it had turned to ice as it sloshed its way through my body. I wanted to scream. To cry. To find what had done this and kill it. "Rhoa..." I whispered his name as I finally forced myself to take a step forward, then another, and another. My legs were shaking as I stood there looking down at him ... at what used to be him. "Oh god..." My voice cracked and a sob caught in my throat. His blood coated the ground around his body, still wet and sticky, but I still layed next to his body, uncaring of how it would stick to my coat. "You promised me." I whispered against his ear. "You promised me you wouldn't leave me again." My voice cracked again and I took a shaky breath. "We were going to be parents...." "." RE: I go out walking after midnight - Sohalia - 09-29-2016
@Ranjiri RE: I go out walking after midnight - Kvasir - 10-06-2016 The day started out innocently enough. I had just arrived back in this wonderful land, after months being abroad. Mother needed to leave, and well, she wasn't quiet ready to return yet. I could understand. Over the tall sun mother had finally told me, about everything. My birth, and Vidar. It explained her distance. It was hard, and she had to take breaks in telling me because she broke down... It shed a lot of light on everything, down to the deep stuff, like how I always felt like a big piece of me was missing. I had had a twin... But he died. Learning that had hurt, more than mother might have thought, but watching her go through the pain of the memory again was especially hard, and while she wasn't the best mother I loved her, and I know she loved me in her own way. But soon I was ready to come back. We had parted ways and she had promised to return. When, I wasn't sure. But now I was here. I wanted to find dad, and tell him of my adventures. I had wandered down to the Deep Forrest in search of shelter, since I wasn't sure on returning to the Edge. Not yet... Soon. As a clearing barely appeared in the foliage below I swooped, and less than gracefully (I still needed practice) fanned my wings and landed. The first thing to hit my nose was blood. My nostrils flared and ears perked forward immediately, and morbid curiosity drove me further. As I neared, dread filled my stomach like lead. It smelled wrong... Familiar.... So close to my own musky scent... As I emerged I saw two mares.... But I wasn't really looking at them. I was looking into the face of my father. "Dad?" The words caught in my throat. Shock radiated throughout my body, and all I could wonder was... Why? This was not how it was supposed to be. Our reunion was supposed to be happy, filled with joy... After my long months traveling I was supposed to come home to you dad, I wanted to live with you, in the Throat. We were gonna be pals.... You weren't supposed to leave me. As it sunk in, steam began to steadily rise from my coat, pain like I had never felt before started to stab at my heart, tears welled up and drizzled down my face, my wings sank to the mossy floor. I managed to tear my eyes away to look to the black and gold mare, then to the grey. Something else registering, something they had said. I needed to grasp onto it. It was all I had right now, to distract me. My eyes returned to the mare curled around dad... Another one. He was going to be a dad again. But he wasn't here anymore... "I have another sibling?" It is whispered... Soft, sad... Sad, because they would never meet dad. Dad never met Vidar, and he wouldn't meet this one either. Carefully I stepped closer to the mourning hybrid, eyes not looking into her face but at her stomach, almost as if I expected her to become round and fully pregnant then and there. It was at that moment, I decided I would protect that child with everything I had. My whole being... Dad would have wanted that. "Talk." Kvasir mama, just killed a man put a gun against his head pulled my trigger, now he's dead mama, life had just begun but now i've gone and thrown it all away mama, ooo didn't mean to make you cry Notes: [color=#000000][size=x-small][font=monospace] I just had to, I'm sorry. Character development and so. I figured it a good way to learn some new things and learn of other family besides the ones on Glacia's side. @Ranjiri @Sohalia RE: I go out walking after midnight - Ranjiri - 10-11-2016 Ranjiri { "Grief never ends, but it changes. Its a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love." There was never any time to grieve properly, and as I laid there on the ground next to Rhoa's body I could hear someone approaching. For a moment I hoped that it was the same thing that had killed Rhoa so it could take me, too, because I was so tired of losing everyone that I loved. Then I hoped that whatever it was would keep walking and leave me alone because I couldn't die -- not when I had Rhoa's child to bring into the world, nurture, and love because he couldn't. But it was just a mare -- pure white and beautiful and in the seconds that I looked at her I could swear that her grief mirrored my own.I had to look away. I shut my eyes to try and staunch the flow of tears and I laid my neck across Rhoa's and silently prayed that he would suddenly take a breath. That he would suddenly be alive and just need to be healed, but his body only grew colder as the last of his blood drained onto the ground around us. "You're pregnant?" I heard the other mare whisper and I answered in a whisper of my own, "Yes." I took a shaky breath and continued. "I never got to tell him." "I have another sibling?" This made me lift my head and I looked at the child --Rhoa's child -- that was standing not too far away and wondered when he had gotten there. How long had he been there? Had he been there before me? I blinked slowly and nodded my head in answer. Rhoa had never spoken of his child with me, but I had known that there was one out there. I had never thought that I'd be meeting him while we were both grieving Rhoa's death. I shifted my weight and extended my wing in an attempt to invite the child to my side to grieve with me. "." @Sohalia @Kvasir RE: I go out walking after midnight - Sohalia - 11-04-2016
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