Through the Living Hope

“No.”

She let her hands slip out of Aela and Cye’s. Staring at the ground just in front of her feet, she walked towards Jakob. @Argenti

For a moment she stood there silent. Then she knelt for a few seconds in respect to the fallen. Finally she turned and walked through the door. There must have been some dust in Trinn’s eyes.

If I do… If she did, she’d have to look at the face, hear the voice that refused to let her grieve two of the most important people she had, forever. But if she didn’t… She looked at Aela. When she’d lost Intellect, she hadn’t been able to speak. If the roles were reversed… if Aela had had the chance to save Mirth and didn’t… would she ever forgive her? She didn’t want to push her sister away… … fine. I’ll do it. But for Aela. For you. Not for him.

She inhaled sharply and swung.

She glanced at him, tears in the corners of her eyes.

She calmed a bit and looked down. Th-then… then isn’t letting him die the merciful thing?

I can’t- please there has to be another-

Felicity understood what she meant. But she couldn’t. If she was around forever.. even if that had been a shell of Intellect, how could she see that face, hear that voice, forever? Her breaths came quicker and her heart raced as she hyperventilated. She couldn’t. She had to and she couldn’t.

She breathed shallowly over and over.

But how?

She moved quickly around it and slashed at its back.

She glanced to the sides and kept attacking.

She sniffed. What do I need to do, Mirth?

She nodded. “As I’ll ever be.” She closed her eyes and took a breath. She didn’t really want to be a god- if she died, she could see Dad and Ian again- but… if she had to… at least she could still have Aela, Cye, and Ember with her. @SpiritOfWrath

She took a deep breath and pulled back.

@Lotus Blossom?

“What?”

She gasped a bit.

She waited.

Her eyebrow furrowed, then she took all the others and did the same.

She let her hand move.

“I know.. this just feels good.”

She held it near the tapestry.