Jump to content

-=The Faded Light=-


ElvenHuntress

Recommended Posts

Silence would fill the Jameson household as Lord William entered the room of his dying wife. Sarah lay on the bed, her form obviously weakening. Her skin pale, her hand cold to the touch as William moved to hold it.

Sarah's warm gaze moved to rest on William's face, smiling weakly at him. Her voice shook as she spoke, "What's wrong love?" 

William's heart ache was present on his face as he tried to mask his emotions with a faint smile. "I worry for you...my love." 

Sarah moved to cup William's cheek with her hand. "Don't worry about me... I-I'll be fine."

The sorrowful Lord moved his thumb along Sarah's knuckles, "It's my job to worry..." he said reluctantly, trying to chuckle lightly, the pain eating away at him.

"You worry too much..." Sarah laughed weakly, causing her to cough and wince at the searing pain in her lungs. William grabbed a glass of water from beside her bed and aided her in drinking it, after taking a sip Sarah coughed again. She studied William's face, finding his scarred face concealed by a mask of guilt, pain and hopelessness, she then fell into William's arms, clasping his shirt tightly. "I-It'll be alright my love..."

"I can't lose you Sarah... I just can't" , a tear ran down William's cheek, the once proud warrior now sat wounded, his heart slowly breaking, everything he holds dear to him slowly slipping away. 

Sarah rested her head on his shoulder, her arms still wrapped firmly around him,"Y-you're strong, s-stronger than anyone I know. I will always love you, keep hold of that love, let it guide you, h-h-heal you..." her voice grew noticeably weaker. 

"Save your words my love..." William began to weep softly, holding Sarah tighter, unwilling to let her go.

"D-don't cry, I'll always be with you, just with b-badass angel wings...." She laughed wearily, the warmth inside of her growing ever colder, her grip on William loosening.

William's slight chuckle couldn't hold back his tears as he held Sarah closer to him, as the light in her eyes began to fade. "Stay with me Sarah....please."

"I-I'm sorry.... William.." She then released a deep sigh as her grip on William slowly reduced to nought. Her body growing limp. Lifeless.

"Sarah...Sarah please... please don't leave me.." The broken Lord's pleads were soon consumed by the growing silence of the room.

William then pulled Sarah's body close to him, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, laid her down and took her hand, holding it close to his face as he mumbled to himself.

As William held onto Sarah's hand, praying, a slight breeze would gently brush passed his face and a dove that was previously sitting outside the window took flight. The silence of the room now deafening.

Link to post
Share on other sites

Edward would be in his office on Bear mountain when he got the grave news. With a sigh, he muttered a prayer, informed his brother and made his way to Blackreach to give his condolences.

Link to post
Share on other sites

Larry would be waiting outside for William tell him as he leaves the building “She will be alright will, your a leader, you need to be strong “

Link to post
Share on other sites

Henry de Azcona would dip his head faintly as he heard word of the news, slowly he would rub his forehead as he’d give a sad-ish sigh. “With victory came loss. . It was bound to happen in the end, yet she shall be remember for a great Leader. . And for her actions in the war on Riviä” slowly Henry’s gaze would glide over the dead and cold wasteland he’d be travelling through, continuing his travels shortly after.

Link to post
Share on other sites

Duke Thomas I of Riviä would grin upon hearing the news raising a glass to all his men in the throne room "We may of lost this war, but her death is a victory to us as Jameson the Undead has lost his ***** to breed with!"

Link to post
Share on other sites

"With a quiet humm Sigtyrgg strolled through Arberrangs streets. With folks paying respect in silence to old ally of two clans, blind man couldn't help but wonder as to what it will bring. Of course words of a certain ruler reached his ears too. And so he sat down on the harbor, smell of water and quiet whispers of wind being the only thing he could sense now. Yet, a slight smile upon his lips." Old steed proud of his war has lost his beloved one. Shame that it had to go this way, yet we all pass sooner or later. Let him serve a while longer as so many speak with kind words about his life, as well let GOD lead his wife to afterlife in calm path. For she seemed to be a kind one at heart. "His voice seemed as in just another whisper of wind, moving up into sky as only few folks strolling through would hear him." And then there is the sheep who thinks he's a wolf. Lost a war, lost his followers, lost all of his worthy allies. Still he let's out a loud baa, thinking that it'll turn into a howl. Afraid of his own death, now alone in his room filled with none to trust. "With rear end of his spear, Sigtrygg taps the water below." I always thought that wolves preferred to hide amongst sheep. Not the other way around.

Link to post
Share on other sites

3 hours ago, TJBMinecraft said:

Duke Thomas I of Riviä would grin upon hearing the news raising a glass to all his men in the throne room "We may of lost this war, but her death is a victory to us as Jameson the Undead has lost his ***** to breed with!"

"Not all of us have other women to turn to. Not all of us have concubines...she was everything to me Thomas. Now she is gone, and I won't hesitate to put you down like a sick dog. Nothing can hold me back now, so you watch your tongue you bastard."

Link to post
Share on other sites

7 hours ago, Th3_11th said:

"Not all of us have other women to turn to. Not all of us have concubines...she was everything to me Thomas. Now she is gone, and I won't hesitate to put you down like a sick dog. Nothing can hold me back now, so you watch your tongue you bastard."

"Cocky words from an undead. We'll see William we will see"

Link to post
Share on other sites

3 hours ago, TJBMinecraft said:

"Cocky words from an undead. We'll see William we will see"

 

Charles Halcourt would laugh. "Lose a war you lose your titles.. I wonder what Thomas is calling himself now..." Charles would shrug. "We'll find out soon enough."

Link to post
Share on other sites

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

Link to post
Share on other sites

Archived

This topic is now archived and is closed to further replies.

  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.



×
×
  • Create New...