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Post by Pinkecofreak on Feb 26, 2008 16:57:33 GMT -5
A few weeks after the death of her beloved friend Erren,Syia was not at peace.Her body became tense as she could feel the stress taking over her.She moaned in front of Erren's grave day after day.She was currently there looking at the marble tombstone as the rain fell.She was not wearing her cloak at the time"Why could have it been me?"She thought to herself.
Flashbacks came flowing though her mind,showing her the things they did together,having fun and the depressing times.She looked down staring at the flowers she had gotten.The flower had the colors Erren liked.
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Post by mirroreddementia on Feb 27, 2008 21:45:26 GMT -5
Sentius strolled slowly through the falling rain, finding himself among graves, the day overcast and forlorn. He always found himself at peace among the quiet dead, though he did fell a meaningless sadness for lives lost. Lifting his gaze for the passing headstones, he noticed the woman in the distance, focused intently on the fresh grave before her, a mixture of anger and sadness etching her features. Curious, he veered towards her.
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Post by Pinkecofreak on Feb 27, 2008 22:59:56 GMT -5
Syia scoped the dirt filling her whole hand as she clutched her hand together and began to sing weeping at the same time.The song she was singing was in the Ancient Airlenes language the song of the lost souls finding there place in the after life.Her hand which was filled with the dirt loosened as clumps of moist dirt oozed out of her hand and fell to the ground.Syia heard someone moving closer,she could hear the sound of mud being mushed to the ground hearing it get louder and louder acting quickly she got up and moved to other side of the tombstone as she grabbed her pistol."G..Go away.."She commanded without any harshness in her voice.Tears of sadness and grief came flowing in her eyes.She felt weak just she is weak.She failed to be a good wife,failed to save her friend and failed to prove that she can be strong.
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Post by mirroreddementia on Feb 27, 2008 23:13:49 GMT -5
There was no conviction in woman's voice, her actions clearly half hearted. Sentius felt a deep sense of compassion for her pain. Pinned to his travelers sack was a small flower that had caught the large man's eye for its beauty. He detached it a gently laid it before her. "I sorry for you're loss," he said, "It hurts me so to see tears in ones eyes. I'd help if I could." He turned away from her, stepping off so that he might observe this poor soul from a distance. "I'll leave if you wish it."
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Post by Pinkecofreak on Feb 27, 2008 23:35:09 GMT -5
Syia knew that she messed up when she spoke to him like that.She stood up moving backwards as the gun was still pointed at Sentius.She was about to make a run for it then she grunted in pain.She was getting so stressed her heart couldnt take the abuse.She collapsed to the floor with her body facing down at the ground and her face facing right.
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Post by mirroreddementia on Feb 27, 2008 23:50:45 GMT -5
Hearing the clatter of Syia's weapon and the soft thud of her hitting the ground, Sentius turned to find her unconscious. He was surely in an ackward position, but he couldn't very well leave her in this state. Scanning the area, he located a large tree atop a small hill at the edge of the cemetary. Its high ground would make for the best shelter around. He'd assemble his makedhift tent and watch over her until she came to. Storing her pistol in his pack and hefting her easily with his free hand, Sentius set off in that direction.
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Post by Pinkecofreak on Feb 28, 2008 0:03:59 GMT -5
Shortly after,Syia body was starting to move slightly.She moved her finger tips then her head moved slight as she moaned.As she was about to get up she opened her eyes.She felt as something stabbed her heart 20 times with several knives.She grunted in pain again as she placed her hand on her chest.
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Post by mirroreddementia on Feb 28, 2008 10:12:48 GMT -5
Keeping his vigil at the small tent's entrance, Sentius snapped his attention to the struggling form, the pain in her evident immediately. He quickly moved to her side, placing a hand on her shoulder. Knowing nothing about her, he had no idea what her aliment was, nor what to do. "Tell me how to help you, please," he pleaded, "where is a hospital, what should I do?"
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Post by Pinkecofreak on Feb 28, 2008 17:28:05 GMT -5
Syia looked at him and shook her head.She then looked down as she grunted in pain once more.She couched blood putting her hand over her mouth."I wish I could leave this world of pain.."
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Post by mirroreddementia on Feb 28, 2008 20:58:01 GMT -5
He looked to her, taken aback by her comment. To desire death... I was unthinkable to him. It was clear she knew great pain, but there must be a way to relieve it, both the physical and mental. He reached forward to lift her into his arms. "We're going to find you help, someone with the ability to heal."
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