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[PK] Analiesa Vasile & Alethea Galewalker


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A Fallen Sparrow and Whisper of the Wind.

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[!] Lady Analiesa and the cat she finally got, in an exaggerated portrait a few weeks before the death of the Lady.

 

[!] A grand clock ticked in the distance of the room as the golden handle swayed from side to side, a small bird sat on the edge of windowsill seeming to be entirely normal with brown and blue feathers.

 

Analiesa Ludovar had fallen into a spiral, her doors locked, the shelves dusted over, her clothes old, worn, she looked to be skin and bones. The lady had her hair tied in a tight bun as she stared at the painting just next to her bed. It depicted a younger version of Analiesa and her first husband Michael O’rourke. 

"Michael.." she whispered with a frown, wrinkles tending her lips and cheeks as her head tilted "Myrana, she's safe.. vyr.. vyr right, she's as beautiful as vy were.." a pained laugh left her in a dried tone seeming she was talking to the air. Fumbling with her boney fingers she pulled out a thin cigarette, a habit she’d picked up from her friend.. Seeming the closest thing she had to a friend Nikoletta, whether the princess knew it or not.

 

Over the past ten years of Analiesa's life, she'd gone dormant. Hiding inside, seeming to grieve for something no one understood. Her four children and niece, we're growing up with mothers and fathers unbeknownst to her. Myrana, her eldest and only child with Michael.. She’d be in her midst of life. Cecilya and Johanna.. The two daughters she’d had with Josef, Johanna had a spark that bickerd often. Cecilya, was a blonde. Her favorite at that most days. Ilya, her youngest and last child and only son. A blonde and a boy.. He was the golden child of her life. Adalia the third, her niece adopted after her eldest sister passed away and left her an infant when Myrana was only a few months old.

 Why would she want to know of her failure?

 

Her blonde hair had gone gray and her smile faded, as time passed with the click of the grand clock. Her late husband Josef.. a mere memory in her mind.. Regret shrouded her senses. In her youth she seemed only neglect her family the Ruthern’s now it had continued. “They will never know.. V’hat ea gave to ensure v’heir safety.” she hissed out, bitterness sinking her tone. She’d neglected her daughters.. her son. They all seemed to grow angst to her absence and to that, she simply ensured the locks on her door were fastened tighter

 

Pulling herself up as she looked out the window again..this time to the bird

 

"Mamej Rosey."

her whisper echoed in the air as she turned to stare into the coldend gaze of an old ghost, having taken the form of a bird.

The ghost’s figure shifted as the plasm only a ghost could grow formed into a young lady, with slicked back hair and a warm glow to her blue and transparent skin. 

"Analiesa, you should stop doing that.. or teach me how you learned it." the ghost let out with a warm chuckle 

 

"Yam going.. to die." she explained with a faint smirk, one the ghost and herself had not seen in awhile"Teach mea little girl's about mea.. ea.. didnt.. tell them.. about v'he green men, v'he conspiracy's, v'he murders.." she trailed off "Ea didnt tell v'hem about meaself at all.. Ea didnt raise v'hem even.. oh mamej ahm ea a horrid person?" she asked with a huff of dissatisfaction.

 

Alethea, hovering beside her, lets out a sigh.
“You have experienced far too much. Far too many things I wished you’d never experienced. I know how much your kids mean to you, and why you locked yourself up for the rest of your life after reaching your breaking point.” She says, holding her hand above Liesa’s own, almost hovering above due to her incorporeality.

“Just as I appeared when you needed the help, someone will be there for your children. I can assure you, daughter.”

 

“Well.. I didn't want half of v’hem.. But.. but Myrana was safe! Ea grew to love.. The rest as they got older. Its silly.. Ea gave Johanna to Sibylla and she’s already developed a liking to her.” she explained as if defending herself to a ghost was much help. 

 

Analiesa frowned deeply “Ea.. loved.. Love Michael.. Josef made a dobry cover for mea settling down.. I had a baby, nie more killing and trying to take down nations.. Nie more castles and wizards with pointy dagger ears.” Analiesa Ludovar flopped onto her bed with a huff. “Mamej, if ea died today, nie one would find out. Nie one would notice for years ea bet.”

 

 

“You changed the hearts of many. Both to the living and to the dead. Many people will be affected by your death, and many will remember you. Even then, was the point to die famous?” Thea chuckles, staring out the window at the night sky.
“You are my last daughter on this plane. It gives me peace to know that I can finally pass on without worrying about the safety of any of my children.”

 

 

"So vy feel.. its time aswell da?" The lady asked with a soft tone a hint of fear in her voice "Maybe.. now vy can meet my mamej Adalia, and.. Mea sestra Adalia v’he second.. And perhaps ea can finally see him again." A few tears of the tired old lady trailed down her wrinkled cheek

 

"Yes my dear, you and I have avoided death more times than I can count. It's quite exhausting really." The ghost chuckled before leaving the two in a dead silence

 

"Saspiba mamej Rosey.. I think.. its time we rest." She whispered in a peaceful tone as she took to her bed ensuring her hair was perfectly combed and her nightgown without a wrinkle, for when you have a date with death you do try and look your best. Her soft voice filled the air for a final moment

"Ea will see you again someday."

 

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Not more than a day later it had been discovered by the hand maids in Otistadt that Lady Analiesa Vasile Ludovar had passed away, clutching both the two rings of her late husband's

 

Whispers spread around that the lady had gone crazy and was talking to herself all night long. Perhaps that was the truth.. or.. maybe there was something more that would be lost in history.

However it didn't matter anymore 

 

 

For, the beautiful blonde, and the whisper in the air. 

 

We're both no more.

 

 

 

 

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Hey! That was super long, if you made it all the way through congrats and thank you! If not, you have my attention span.

 

I'd like to thank shay and gus for giving me my first human persona and being amazing guides. I'd like to also thank Liv for later showing me how things worked in haense.

Now the long list of pings as to only some of the people who were amazing to rp with.

 @KaiserJacobII @CopOwl @shay @gusanoarentonio @livrose @sarahbarah @Lmcfc @Lokvank @zuziee @CupOTea__ @Cap_ @AnonymousAlexa @Raijen Stars @DearConnorMurphy

 

On that note, this is the pk and wrap up to both Analiesa's story and with permission from diogen, alethea the ghost. ((Woop woop Double PK post))

Both of us are super happy to finally see the end of the story line and I really appreciate everyone involved

Love yall! -mady

 

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well then, it finally happened. the ghost i've been playing for literal years has finally passed on now that her final daughter's passed away
it was v fun

 

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Nikoleta found herself fumbling with her sewing needle, cursing out as her husband blew cigar smoke across her face. Yet, through the smoke, she spotted a youthful blonde girl that had once shared memories with her. Filled with dread, a silence came over her for the following days. 

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"Uhh, what?" From the Seven Skies, a certain Josef Ludovar, the last husband of the late lady Analiesa, would raise his eyebrows slightly and blink as he saw his wife arrive at that place "Why are vy here already?" he would ask slowly as he tilted his head "Ea thought vy'd..." without finishing the sentence, the Lord would close his eyes as he shook his head, offering a smile as he returned his gaze towards her "eh, it does niet matter, it's dobry to see vy again" he mentioned with a little chuckle "well, ea guess it's our time to be the mot beautiful looking people around... this place, for a while, at least..." he would add jokingly. Or was he joking?

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From behind the Ludovar comes forth a tan, green-eyed man: Michael O'Rourke. He smiles as bright as he did so many years ago, when mortal life still beat in his heart. "Ah.. Macushla, 'tis really wonderful teh see ye 'gain," he utters, tears of pure joy forming in his eyes—if such can happen to a departed soul. "Per'aps weh can catch'up on some overdue dances, yeup?"

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