where do we go now
Knight
03-27-2019, 11:50 AM
Gwenevere was gone. It wasn't a surprise, especially given the last conversation she'd had with her mother - accompanied by how her health had been steadily declining for some time now - but that didn't make it hurt any less. All it did was lessen the shock and awe of finding her the morning after she'd passed, lifeless and though far less stiff than she'd expected. She'd laid with her for a short while, but the comfort was short-lived and before long she simply felt uncomfortable. Burying her came next, a task she assisted in, despite Artur willingly taking on the bulk of the work. It wasn't an easy feat but it was weirdly cathartic, and towards the end of the task she realized with a start that she'd been crying. The tears weren't falling freely, but instead she was trying to hold them back and her vision clouded quite annoyingly. Once they were finished Caelia slipped away from the rest of them to spend a short while on her own. She wasn't prone to crying anyway and letting her siblings see her like that wasn't ideal. When she was alone, the tears came much more freely, but she struggled to compose herself and return to where she'd seen them last. She had no doubt her eyes would be puffy and red still but she didn't want to spend the rest of the night on her own. She was quiet as she slunk over, noting only Artur remained, sitting upon the wall. The female heaved a soft sigh as she approached, moving to lean against the wall as if for support. After a moment she lifted her head, arching it high to get a better view of Artur. "What do we do now?" Her voice wasn't as quiet as she feared it might be, though it lacked its normal conviction. She couldn't help but feel as though they'd been completely thrown off course and her mind was scrambling for ideas as to how they might find their way now, without their mother. |