Farewell to Friendship

[Lirinya 2650]

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Flavour story about character pet loss. Non graphic.

 

Cold and harsh were the days and evenings spent in Haense now. The snow had continued to fall for what felt like centuries and it showed no signs of lifting. Though, this city had always been cold for some.
A young woman strode through the snow. Knee deep in some places, it was treacherous to pass through. In her arms she carried a makeshift crate. 

 

From a distance, it appeared heavy.

 

Poppiya had spent many of her childhood days roaming these familiar streets unaccompanied. They were safe enough.. But she had found no joy from them. She had made no friends, for she had taken to solitude and reading to pass her time.

 

At the age of three or four was when it all began. Poppiya’s mother passed in childbirth to her youngest sibling, and while she was too young to truly understand what that meant, she knew that it hurt. She knew that she would not ever see her mother again.

 

Her path led her to a tree, nestled within the center of a garden. 

 

“Ea /really/ vant it!”

 

Poppiya knelt in the snow, and began to dig with a small shovel. Her entire body wrapped in furs and leather- large gloves made it difficult, but she continued on anyway. Droplets of water- tears- cascaded into the snow covered ground. 

 

“Vy will have to take care of it, da?”

“Da! Ea /promise!/”

 

An exchange was made with the seller of the booth and one of her kin.. And Poppy was handed a small, wriggling bundle. 

“Yap-!”

 

Once the hole within the ground was deep enough, Poppiya took a brief pause. The garden she had chosen was the same in which her mother was buried. She held very few memories of her parent, but recalled the moment her kin had shared the mention of her mothers passing. She recalled standing in the garden with her brothers as the older folk lowered the casket.

Crying,

             Screaming.

 

“What will vy call him?”

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“Caramel! He looks like candy!”

 

Poppiya reached beside her for the makeshift wooden casket she had lugged into the gardens. 

Made with hammer and nail, it was clearly not something planned or truly considered, and had been very much made out of necessity. With a struggle, she lowered the casket as gently as possible.

 

“What colour collar would vy like for him?”

 

“Blue- /duh/!”

 

The young woman sat herself back onto the snow ladened ground, and took from around her wrist a blue dogs collar. It was clearly well worn- fraying edges of fabric indicating age and time passed. The bone-shaped tag dangled, and was engraved with the name ‘Caramel’.

 

Many nights were spent with Caramel, playing and laughing. But equally, many were spent sobbing and in sadness. Some time into her early teens, her father then passed, and Poppiya had felt a total loss. 

 

She had spent her childhood withdrawn, dependent on her books and as she grew, on alcohol to see her through the days. 

But one light remained. One light brightened her mornings, noons and nights.

 

Caramel. 

 

He had aged with her- both were young when they met at the faire. Into her tweens and then to her teens, the two had grown and bonded. Shared moments of love and sadness together.

 

Poppiya gently placed a small teddy-bear toy on top of the wooden casket, and pocketed the dogs collar for safe keeping. Then, she began to shovel dirt back into place. 

 

“Vy were mea world. Without vy, ea do niet know what ea will do..”

“Sleep well.”

                                                        “Do niet leave mea.”

 

“Farewell, mea friend.”

 

[Cheese 2307]

Poppiya's aunt had noticed the girl's distressed. However, due to her reclusivenessher reclusiveness, Liridona was unable to pinpoint the cause of such sadness. So, in hopes of making the girl feel better, the Amador woman prepared a small gift for her niece!

 

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I THOUGHT THIS WAS A PK POST NEVER SCARE ME LIKE THIS AGAIN