Freya’s PK

[NinjaQueen 74]

Freya Callaghans Goodbye. . . 

Authors note~

I never thought it would end like this. . . 
yet here we are, my heart breaks every time I think of Freya my third perm kill. And maybe it will be my last, as I always say time is a fickle thing. You never know what will happen next, though that never stops us from guessing.I do hope you find this satisfactory, I’d like to thank everyone who made Freya’s character bloom into the woman she had become the best auntie/ mom ever!!!

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now without further ado let’s get on with it! 
— yours truly NQ  ☻
 

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The sound of the ticking clock next to Freya’s study reached her ears yet she could hear nothing past the thoughts buzzing in her mind, she gently tapped her feathers tip on the yellowed piece of parchment her eyes cast into the distance, this happened quite often now and then, Freya was cast into endless darkness, a door creaked open from somewhere upstairs Freya flinched back into the moment, it was her son, Erik. . . He walked down the stairs and shuffled through the sitting room, Freya clears her throat looking back to her paper, she let her son go about his business. . . But then Freya saw the book before her and could not help but shiver, it was her will . . . She could not truly understand why she had started working on it months before, she had only been able to write 20 or so pages, it was hard to retell a story you could not quite remember, detail after detail. . . Oh, it tired her so. Freya felt a hand rest on her shoulder she tried to hide her surprise slowly placing her hand on top of her sons- she silently prayed he would be safe, she hoped he would not bend in the face of fear as she had, she wished for all her children to be happy. . . Especially Gracie she deserved so much more. Freya swallows hard she could not understand her thought and feelings, she was an Adunian was she not? She would live awhile longer. . . Her heart skipped a beat.

 

”will you be well mother?” Erik whispered into my ear, I allow a smile to form on my lips I patted his hand.

 

”do ne worry dear one, ay always find a way to be.”  Freya replied softly, her son let go leaving Freya feeling cold and lost as she always felt when her children left her side, her thoughts wandered to Jinzo without her permission. 
 

He's not your son. Freya reminder herself bitterly

 

the sound of a door closing caught Freya’s attention once more, she turned slightly, he’s gone. . .

 

She returned to her book trying to write but the words felt wrong— 

 

Freya cursed herself. 
 

she stood to her feet the book hit the floor with a soft thud she reached down to get it but froze as she felt an unforgettable sensation climbing up her throat, she stayed frozen hoping it would pass but it did no such thing, and thus she started to panic coughing furiously into her sleeve, which only made the pain grow, her eyes begin to water pulling her sleeve away swiftly she turned to the kitchen the book on the floor forgotten. Freya stumbled over clutter until she reached the counter, The dog near the stove whimpered softly it rubbed its snout against her skirt, she looked to it slowly her vision turning a bit blurry, she swallowed again though this time it felt like the fire that had burned her flesh. Freya shivered reaching for the barrel where she kept—

she slowly looked to her sleeve and hand . . . They were covered in Blood  

 

Freya eyes widen in shock, her hand stays in mid movement while it slowly started to shake, Freya lets out a muffled sound, she had never feared that it could get this bad, it was true she suffered from heart attacks but she had never bled before— no never  this time something was wrong, wrong. . . Wrong

She let out a cry of pain as she began to shake furiously, she heard the dog bark loudly perhaps he was as scared as she was he ran out the kitchen and to the door in the dining room dashing out leaving Freya alone. . . She always seemed to end up that way. . . Alone.
 

Freya felt herself falling before it was too late, she grabbed onto the counter for dear life feeling heavier then a bolder embedded in the very earth, tears did not help her vision clear nor did the pain coursing through her head and chest— her breaths were shallow uncertain as if she was slowing forgetting how her lungs worked, and then. . There was nothing, everything was dark. . . The light was gone, some monster had reached into the sky and snuffed out the ball of flames, I felt nothing heard no one and then everything was bright again, only somthing had changed, I was no longer standing. . . I was on the floor lying limply on my back in the middle of my kitchen. . . Looking to the hanging lantern above it all,

 

And I’m thinking this might just be the end of me. . . The end of it all, oh what a wonderful life I’ve lived, all of the horrible things I’ve done to those who loved me, to those who left me, and to those who needed me more then I needed them. . . But, the devil has come to wave me goodbye, I suppose I’ve lost the bet. . . Maybe this will be a lesson to those who try and cheat death, time is not to be played with nor is it to be taken lightly. But I think. . . I’m ready, but hopefully this death will not cause as much discord as the last, though this time it was. . . Real— 

 

The dog is back at my side whimpering pitifully, I want to laugh but find that my voice isn’t there, I shakily rest my hand on its furry neck my fingers brushing through its grey fur, it slowly rests its head on my stomach, and I know now that I need to speak, I need to say one last thing— I need at least one more moment, I blink fast looking for something I can’t seem to find, I open my mouth chocking on air trying to fill my lungs once more even if it’s for the last time. . . 
 

I gasp chest rising and falling weakly as I manage to speak those few words that no one will ever hear. . .

 

”ta— ta-ke c.. care, o’ th— them. . . Fer m- me Papa. . .”
 

Freya’s voice is quieter then a whisper of wind as her hand slowly falls from the dog’s fur and onto the floor blood still on her hand. She lets one last breath leave her lips before the life leaves her limbs

 

A single tear falls to the marble floor with a soft tap. . . 

 

And there Freya lay the dog did not leave her side silently whimpering all the while. And there she stayed for how long? Well until someone would find her cold lifeless corpse.

 

and so ended the life of Freya Callaghan.

                          the End       
 

 

— ps. I will post the will at a later date ♡
                           Goodbye

Edited February 15 by NinjaQueen

[NinjaQueen 74]

Freya’s time line (skins) + (free to use)
 

 - 5-10 
 

 - 10-14yr

 

 - 14-16yr
 

  - 16-20yr
 

 - 20-24yr

 - 24-26yr
 

 - 26-30yr
 

  - 30-49yr
 

 - 49-58yr

 - 58-67yr . . . 😒

 - 67-79yr

 - 79-88yr
 

[Midnight_Runner1 48]

As the news reached the young ears of Jinzo, he felt weak as he hid his tearful eyes in Mereid's dress, only calming the storm of emotions going through his mind slightly once they reached the Challaghan crypt. Where he would gently take the paper he was offered and started to write a final note to Freya as he gazed upon the dead body, his hand shaking with every word...