KaptainScarlet 271 Share Posted April 3, 2022 The cries of the war can perhaps be heard from miles away, striking fear into those that awaits the return of their beloved, and those that they hold dear. Estella Decaden carried herself through the battleground as a proud Haense soldier along the side of her dear Auntie Brite, and her mother Isabella. That battle have carried on for long, she was tired. Weighted down by the heavy armor and the single blade she carried with both hands, still she dare not rest. Again and again she would swing her sword blindly at any that comes at her, heaving with every breath she buried herself into the battleground. Somewhere along the way she lost sight of her Auntie and Mother, but she cannot afford to stop and look for them, she knew that they were out there doing their best, so she had to do her part. But tired, the sword felt heavier and heavier by the minute...until her strength failed her. The coming blade that she failed to block would bury itself deep into her chest, her cry and rasp of pain echoed as she fell but was soon drowned out by the countless war-cries. She laid upon the dust covered battleground that trembled from the marching hooves and spears. The pain from her opened wound caused her not to hear the clashing of blades, but the constant rings that echo from her ears. She felt her attire below her armor soak with her own blood yet she was numb to the pain. As the battle rages on around her, all that came to her mind was not how afraid she was this morning — but her family. Her brown eyes gleamed with coming tears as she was struck with precious memories of her family in her final moment. Her Mother and Auntie were somewhere on the battleground still, hopefully alive. Her sister Rosa was god knows where, her brothers who she haven't seen for years, her aunties and uncles that she so wanted to see upon her return to Haense. She had yet to visited her Elysium friends. The cookies she had promised to Mister Boots. The flooding tears blocked her vision before clearing as they rolled down her cheek, mixing well with the dirt floor. But most of all she wanted to have that gathering with her family, it was her family that she missed the most throughout the years. She was filled with regrets for all that she has yet to do and say... With her last bit of strength her hand curled slowly into a fist as she try to cling onto the very image of her family, they were suppose to gather in celebration to the victory of war, the very image of a warm family with a warm meal...yet the image was slowly fading as did her strength....her hands going cold. "Rosa..." She mutter each name with each painful breath in hopes of clinging to that fading warmth in her head, wishing and hoping that her sister would go back in her place and take care of their mother. "Brothers..." Wishing she had more time to understand him during his time of need. "Brite...Boots." Wishing she could keep that promise of having that warm meal, the cookies she promised. "Mother..." She would rasp with falling tears, her dear mother that hugged her during her need. Her dear mother who took her in and gave her a warm family, her dear mother that tried her best for all of them even when she lost her beloved husband. Her mother that she loved so dearly. The love for her family and friends filled her with painful tears, there was no chance for her to say goodbye. Even if she did it was too late as the last bit of warmth slip from her eyes, leaving her lifeless body upon the battlefield. Lost until the war ended and the cries of victory can be heard... 21 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lmcfc 440 Share Posted April 3, 2022 Isabella decaden would weep for the loss of her daughter. Now once again. Confining herself in her room. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MNT_Plovdiv 342 Share Posted April 3, 2022 Little does Estella know, Brite has been always fighting behind her. Brite was attempting to knocked out the enemies that came from the side and attempted to attack Estella from the side. Therefore in the half way of the battle, Brite would be able to witness the exhausted Estella right in front of her. Brite attempted to go and rescue her from pulling her body from the battlefield, but however, there were Orenian Soldiers blocking her way towards Estella and therefore it did not succeed. After the war where the coalition successfully fenced off the Orenians on the other side, Brite would swiftly return to the battlefield and search for Estella. She found Estella in the middle of the battlefield. When found, Estella's head faced the ground, her sword was slipped off from her hands, point towards Providence. "Sweetie... sweetie... mon chéri!" Brite attempted to call, having the hopes that she is going to wake up. Her body is ice-cold, but Brite still tried and tried. That is not going to work, does it... Brite would then bring Estella's body after the bloody war. Brite would not be tearing up at the time, she would be more concerned about Isabella than herself at that time, she does not know how to tell Estella's family about this... This is the cruelty of wars and battles, they tear families apart and eventually make people hate eachother more than ever. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DearConnorMurphy 189 Share Posted April 3, 2022 Dianna Decaden smiled as softly as she welcomed her niece into the Seven Skies. "I am so proud of you." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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