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04-07-2017, 03:48 PM
- sometimes in the wind of change -
The princesses reply breaks her heart. Because she wants to fix the child completely, wants to take the pain and the suffering and make it her own. She would take that heart that doesn’t quite work and cut out her own if she could. But no amount of herbs or magic made that possible. Not that she could find, anyway. Not from what she has tried, anyway. And she had tried. Maybe all three of the Moon Doctors together could do more than Lyanna alone, but she wasn’t sure even that would work. And part of her feared getting the girls hopes up just to fail. Because some things are only for the Gods to heal, and this strikes her as one of those things.
But it still doesn’t stop her heart from breaking. Because Lyanna cannot give the girl the answer she wants to hear, the answer she deserves to hear. All the things Lyanna wants to say would be lies, and no one deserves a lie. “Temporarily, yes. But not permanantly. But enough you will feel better now, and I can help you back to your mom.” She doesn’t wait for more permission than that though. Not with the girl already on the ground, her head barely moving, her breathing too shallow and Lyanna is sure, her heart barely pumping. It was too akin to the day she was born, when Lyanna had tried everything. The best she could offer was temporary help.
She calls on the Goddess’s power then, the familiar wind and dark mist rolling in over the girl. Easing her pain, helping her breathing, moving blood through her body to the places that need it most. She cannot fix the root of the problem, but she can give the girl strength and energy for the time being, at least a bit. Lyanna lets the power stay as long as she can hold it, feeling her own energy slipping away the longer she holds the magic there. Finally, before she tires herself out so much she cannot help Safiri back to her mother, Lyanna lets the mist go.
“Do you feel better?” she asks, giving the girl time and space to test how she feels, ready to pull the magic back if she needs to. Her own energy would return, and she could always find some more help returning the princess to Rexanna. After a moment, she adds, “You are turning into a beautiful young lady. I was there when you were born, though I’m sure you don’t remember.” But of course, Lyanna remembers her. Cannot forget the princesses face, or the ailment that plagues her.
But it still doesn’t stop her heart from breaking. Because Lyanna cannot give the girl the answer she wants to hear, the answer she deserves to hear. All the things Lyanna wants to say would be lies, and no one deserves a lie. “Temporarily, yes. But not permanantly. But enough you will feel better now, and I can help you back to your mom.” She doesn’t wait for more permission than that though. Not with the girl already on the ground, her head barely moving, her breathing too shallow and Lyanna is sure, her heart barely pumping. It was too akin to the day she was born, when Lyanna had tried everything. The best she could offer was temporary help.
She calls on the Goddess’s power then, the familiar wind and dark mist rolling in over the girl. Easing her pain, helping her breathing, moving blood through her body to the places that need it most. She cannot fix the root of the problem, but she can give the girl strength and energy for the time being, at least a bit. Lyanna lets the power stay as long as she can hold it, feeling her own energy slipping away the longer she holds the magic there. Finally, before she tires herself out so much she cannot help Safiri back to her mother, Lyanna lets the mist go.
“Do you feel better?” she asks, giving the girl time and space to test how she feels, ready to pull the magic back if she needs to. Her own energy would return, and she could always find some more help returning the princess to Rexanna. After a moment, she adds, “You are turning into a beautiful young lady. I was there when you were born, though I’m sure you don’t remember.” But of course, Lyanna remembers her. Cannot forget the princesses face, or the ailment that plagues her.
- we find our true direction -
lyanna
@Safiri
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