Rude Awakening

Philomena felt a bit better after her walk with Pegasus. Hopeful… that maybe, just maybe, things were going to be okay. She was just with No Face at the moment, walking back to the densite, but as she walked into the familiar territory she could sense it. Something was terribly wrong. The feeling made her stomach twist in knots and the woman called to her companion with a sense of urgency in her voice. “Find Pegasus, Now!”

No sooner had the cry left her lips Philly broke into a run. Urgency carried her to the den where she had left her children. Her heart pounded in her chest as she dimly noticed that there was a lack of presence outside of the den. No sign of Dylas, Evangelos, or Nausicaa.

It was once she hit the den that Philomena froze. Her blue eyes fell on the form of her other daughter, Ventuswill, and took note of how still she was. There was no smell of death yet in the den… she… she couldn’t be dead, right? This feeling she had… it was just paranoia… It had to be!

Philly moved to her daughter’s side, speaking and trying to keep her voice calm. “I-It’s alright Venti. Mama is here now." The woman curled around the child and felt her heart flutter again in panic.

While Ventuswill still had warmth it was leaving her body. She felt like she growing stiff. Philomena shuddered, her eyes widening as she looked at her daughter’s face.

“Gods…”

This wasn’t real.

Venti wore a small smile on her face, but there was no doubt her body was horribly still because she was no longer breathing. Though it had not been long since her passing Ventuswill had left this world.

A sharp wail left Philomena in that next instant as the realization hit her.

Her daughter was dead.

...and it was her fault.