A once bright smile. . .[PK]

[ValleyOfLavender 192]

Hearing the words of the missive Floria Starlings heart broke, the girl she saw as a daughter gone, the elfess fell and screamed, a scream full of heartbreak and agony, she shook her head and gripped her hair pulling at it she opened her moth to say something but no word came out, her grief was to much, Plume had been like a child to everyone, so many loved her as their own Floria  someone who had watched the girl grow from a tiny child up to the wonderful women they were was one of them, all she felt now was agony, pain and her hurt falling into pieces 

[LupinCrystal 168]

Larissa gently covered her mouth as tears began to swell in the corner of her eyes before letting out a heart wrenching cry of pain. Having grown up around plume only made it hurt more, her flower crown buddy was no longer apart of this mortal plane. She would never forget seeing her friend always smiling and happy to see the ones around her. She cluched her chest as she curled up in her bed, slient sobs coming from the girl as she drifted off to sleep, holding the stuffed bunny Plume had given her when she was little. You will be missed Plume.

 

Amethyst carefully sat the letter down, covering her eyes a bit as tears rolled down her cheeks. strands of her hair falling around her face as she broke into soft queit sobs. "This sweet girl did not deserve to have an end like this..Plume my dear..I hope you have peace." She choked out, clearing her throat lightly before wiping her tears away as she stood from her desk. A single flower layed across the letter.

 

 

[Tigergiri 2866]

Leika unfurled the letter with a hum, her eyes skimmed over it once. Twice.. her hand pulled taut around the paper clutching it. Endangering to rip it there. But these were her words, plumes words she couldn’t do anything to harm… who? Who could of done such a thing… her eyes would look up and count the days.. how long has it been? Plume was the very heart of their city.. and now she was gone. The most unselfish most treasuring individual. A scoff came out of her mouth , developing into a sob. Her body crumpled in itself, hands clutching in the wall as if it would.. it was the Only thing keeping her up. “Oh plume. you amazing girl.. who ever did this is going to feel the wraith of every single person you knew. But I know you. someway you would of cried and tried to smile through the pain and still gone out and help them.” 
her words breaking a loud curse rang out of the palace. Then a deafening silence. Soft sobs throughout the halls could be heard if one passed the doors  and no one knew what to do. 
 

 

 

 

Hours  later a statue.. an altar of sorts pitched at plumes camp. nothing seems to be built all sort of rolled and arranged.  A small patch of moss thrived and a tiny wooden figurine sat upon the only thing clear center. Small inscription written in delicate script of a multitude of inky colours. 

“Altar of Plume, May plumes’ guidance, devotion and bountiful kindness lead you in the path of happiness. Remember not all heros are required  to wear gold crowns. Some wear flowers.”