Ashes, ashes, we all fall down. [death]

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[OPEN] Ashes, ashes, we all fall down. [death]

Tae Posts: 133

Dragon's Throat Alchemist atk: 7.0 | def: 10 | dam: 4.5

Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.2 :: 2 HP: 72.5 |

Mal :: Timber Wolf :: Terrorize & Hel :: Royal Hellhound :: Hellfire Odd

08-29-2016, 09:43 PM

tae

i'm like the end of a hitchcock movie; a little dark and a lot deceiving

Numb.

That was the only word for what Tae was feeling.

She had gotten her in time to see the fire erupt from her father's body and to see it hit the sands. And she was old enough now to know what the finality of it all meant. Her breath staggered inside of her small chest, and immediately her body lost all semblance of solidity. Tae's magic took hold and she stood wholly without form, looking like a ghost with wide, unbelieving eyes. At her sides were two large black wolves - one a hellhound. They were silent, like sentinels to guard the wispy girl as she looked on below.

The girl could scarcely make out the words, but then again she wasn't really trying to. She saw Sohalia fall at Gaucho's side, and her brows knit together. Tae had never seen her Father and the Transcended intimate before - such things were before her time, or hidden from her sight - and now it just seemed ... odd. She felt herself shutter slightly as her eyes narrowed, seeing but not understanding.

He was dead .. and they were just ... just .. standing around.

Tae swallowed hard, forcing the desire to scream at them to get away from her Father. But .. he wasn't her father anymore, was he? He was a sack of bones and meat, and though the girl desperately wanted to rush down the hill and collapse upon his marked form, she forced herself to be still. As the Sun God appeared, Tae was glad that she hadn't moved. She listened as the healer was called to replace her Father (why not her Mother? or Sohalia?) but kept silent about that too. Like Gaucho, Tae trusted the Sun God implicitly, even if her young face looked skeptical.

A single tear streaked down her ghostly cheek, and suddenly she wished for nothing more than for all those assembled below to just disappear so that she could say goodbye to her Father in peace.

Goodbye? Gaucho's death didn't seem real to her - not yet. There was no room for grief beneath the mounting anger she felt as she watched those who approached steal feathers from his corpse. Her tiny ears pinned against her skull as she watched this act bitterly.

Tae is standing grumpily watching everyone.