So I wrote a thing, it's sappy and blah, but it's a 'What If Siha died' kind of thing. I'm morbid sometimes. Ahem.
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It was dark, the dirt below her was gritty under her fingers at first but slowly things blurred, feelings softened. The dagger in her chest had hurt, she had fought so hard to keep it from getting there, but it had been faster than she. The breeze was cool on her skin, the roof surprisingly cold for the desert jewel, Ul’dah. Violet eyes roamed along the sky, it wasn’t black…more like dark blue, like the sea that she had sailed with her father once. The memories slipped through her mind like soothing water,
the first time she’d fished with him…fished…the first time she’d caught a shark with Hound. Hound whom had saved her from Askier with Kahn’a, whom she’d saved from himself when she’d sang him a Lullaby. Kahn’a, who had become like a brother to her, saving her from herself and her own bad luck. He’d hired Zac for her, the kind Hyur whom remained a mystery to her almost completely, but who she had come to trust to a fault.
All of them wonderful people, with wonderful memories but none so dear to her as…
A door crashed open above where she lay in the grit on the rooftop and the timber of his voice made her heart smile, but did it come to her face, she wasn’t sure. He’d called her name and now he was sliding to a halt next to her, pulling her into his arms, safe. He was safe. That was what mattered, he was saying something, she needed to pay attention and hear him but it was so hard. It would be easier to sleep. No. She couldn’t leave him without saying goodbye.
She wasn’t sure when she’d closed them but slowly her eyes opened to look up at the Hyur who was cradling her, his hand clasping hers as he pleaded with her to wake. She could see sadness on his face, were there tears?
Her voice was faint when she spoke, her hand curling weakly in his, “Erik…I knew you’d come…for me…†she could see him starting to speak but her hand raised to gently touch his cheek, it was warm and wet. He was crying. “Don’t cry, it doesn’t hurt…anymore†she comforted with a warm smile. He started to speak but she trailed her hand over to press weakly against his lips, “Please. I want to tell you…†she felt her breathing getting harder. She had to tell him. “I’m so glad, I got to meet you…I wish it could…have lasted a little longer…†the words broke as she could get breath for them.
It was cold, but warmth slipped down her cheeks, her own tears mingled with his. “The gods gave me so many flaws…but then they gave me…you. Because of you…I was able to live…you gave me the greatest gift in the world…a family…†He was speaking again and she smiled at him, eyes opening to meet those familiar orbs as her grip got weaker, her eyes weakly moving to try and see the faces that were gathering behind them but they blurred. There was only his face in focus, in color.
Her hand moved to wipe away his tears again, “I think I’d like to sleep…a while…if that’s ok…the wind up here is nice†she quieted almost completely. She felt like she was floating, memories ran before her eyes as they started to close, but she wouldn’t shut them just yet. “Sing me…to sleep…please…†it was the last thing she’d ask. Even if he didn’t sing she could hear singing and her eyes closed with a smile, a tear slipping down her cheek before she was gone.
It was dark, the dirt below her was gritty under her fingers at first but slowly things blurred, feelings softened. The dagger in her chest had hurt, she had fought so hard to keep it from getting there, but it had been faster than she. The breeze was cool on her skin, the roof surprisingly cold for the desert jewel, Ul’dah. Violet eyes roamed along the sky, it wasn’t black…more like dark blue, like the sea that she had sailed with her father once. The memories slipped through her mind like soothing water,
the first time she’d fished with him…fished…the first time she’d caught a shark with Hound. Hound whom had saved her from Askier with Kahn’a, whom she’d saved from himself when she’d sang him a Lullaby. Kahn’a, who had become like a brother to her, saving her from herself and her own bad luck. He’d hired Zac for her, the kind Hyur whom remained a mystery to her almost completely, but who she had come to trust to a fault.
All of them wonderful people, with wonderful memories but none so dear to her as…
A door crashed open above where she lay in the grit on the rooftop and the timber of his voice made her heart smile, but did it come to her face, she wasn’t sure. He’d called her name and now he was sliding to a halt next to her, pulling her into his arms, safe. He was safe. That was what mattered, he was saying something, she needed to pay attention and hear him but it was so hard. It would be easier to sleep. No. She couldn’t leave him without saying goodbye.
She wasn’t sure when she’d closed them but slowly her eyes opened to look up at the Hyur who was cradling her, his hand clasping hers as he pleaded with her to wake. She could see sadness on his face, were there tears?
Her voice was faint when she spoke, her hand curling weakly in his, “Erik…I knew you’d come…for me…†she could see him starting to speak but her hand raised to gently touch his cheek, it was warm and wet. He was crying. “Don’t cry, it doesn’t hurt…anymore†she comforted with a warm smile. He started to speak but she trailed her hand over to press weakly against his lips, “Please. I want to tell you…†she felt her breathing getting harder. She had to tell him. “I’m so glad, I got to meet you…I wish it could…have lasted a little longer…†the words broke as she could get breath for them.
It was cold, but warmth slipped down her cheeks, her own tears mingled with his. “The gods gave me so many flaws…but then they gave me…you. Because of you…I was able to live…you gave me the greatest gift in the world…a family…†He was speaking again and she smiled at him, eyes opening to meet those familiar orbs as her grip got weaker, her eyes weakly moving to try and see the faces that were gathering behind them but they blurred. There was only his face in focus, in color.
Her hand moved to wipe away his tears again, “I think I’d like to sleep…a while…if that’s ok…the wind up here is nice†she quieted almost completely. She felt like she was floating, memories ran before her eyes as they started to close, but she wouldn’t shut them just yet. “Sing me…to sleep…please…†it was the last thing she’d ask. Even if he didn’t sing she could hear singing and her eyes closed with a smile, a tear slipping down her cheek before she was gone.
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