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12-04-2014, 07:59 PM
"... Sister?"
Of all the words that danced across my retinas, a murky, burnt version of Seele's normal orange-red hue, this was the one that struck me to my core. I might have fallen to my knees, cried out with shame and grief, for I knew then that she was too far gone for me - for anyone - to call her back; but her yellow eyes locked with my own, accusing, searching, pleading for some semblance of an answer, a reason, understanding, acceptance.
"I'm so sorry," I whispered, the words falling from my lips before I realized I had something to say. The fell, colourless, into the void that had opened, the chasm that yawned in the empty space between us. I stumbled forward a step, sorrow and pain etched into my features, something in my pupil-less gaze begging her for her forgiveness. "I should have told you, Seele. I should have been there for you."
Schwere appeared in an angry green rear, prancing back and forth on the edges of my vision. It bled around the edges, flickering along the lines of Seele's image, as though waiting to devour her. Everything took on an emerald hue - his taint, stronger then ever, breaking through my defenses as my emotions override me. Light blue and deep red flicker through, and the shapes of Liebling and Unheil stood stoically in the background. They lack Schwere's fervor, but I knew they were waiting, just as surely as he was.
Gold interrupted, and with tears in my eyes I turn to Midas, who was watching me hopefully, expectantly. What was I to tell him? There was nothing I could do for her, not in this. She was tainted, her colour the shade of dried blood, darker and dimmer than its normal vibrant orange-red - and this, more than anything, told me that she was beyond my abilities of intervention. "I can do nothing," I tell him, my voice breaking. "Her pain, her suffering - it has overcome her.
"Please," I plead with my half-sister. "Please Seele. Let us help you. Find the light."
Of all the words that danced across my retinas, a murky, burnt version of Seele's normal orange-red hue, this was the one that struck me to my core. I might have fallen to my knees, cried out with shame and grief, for I knew then that she was too far gone for me - for anyone - to call her back; but her yellow eyes locked with my own, accusing, searching, pleading for some semblance of an answer, a reason, understanding, acceptance.
"I'm so sorry," I whispered, the words falling from my lips before I realized I had something to say. The fell, colourless, into the void that had opened, the chasm that yawned in the empty space between us. I stumbled forward a step, sorrow and pain etched into my features, something in my pupil-less gaze begging her for her forgiveness. "I should have told you, Seele. I should have been there for you."
Schwere appeared in an angry green rear, prancing back and forth on the edges of my vision. It bled around the edges, flickering along the lines of Seele's image, as though waiting to devour her. Everything took on an emerald hue - his taint, stronger then ever, breaking through my defenses as my emotions override me. Light blue and deep red flicker through, and the shapes of Liebling and Unheil stood stoically in the background. They lack Schwere's fervor, but I knew they were waiting, just as surely as he was.
Gold interrupted, and with tears in my eyes I turn to Midas, who was watching me hopefully, expectantly. What was I to tell him? There was nothing I could do for her, not in this. She was tainted, her colour the shade of dried blood, darker and dimmer than its normal vibrant orange-red - and this, more than anything, told me that she was beyond my abilities of intervention. "I can do nothing," I tell him, my voice breaking. "Her pain, her suffering - it has overcome her.
"Please," I plead with my half-sister. "Please Seele. Let us help you. Find the light."
