it’s time isn’t it
Sota
11-15-2021, 10:46 PM
The grim news that shrouded the bedroom as much as darkness shrouded the land of Boreas and Auster could no longer be avoided. Laeta was fading, and fast. Her health had taken a deep dive for the worst. Her paralysis due to a broken neck, diagnosed by Syanna, was incurable. She was unable to move her legs for the rest of her life, as it seemed now. She could only lay on her bed, pillows propped beneath her sunken skeleton of a body that almost appeared..well..the ‘d’ word. Mel refused to utter what looked to be the inevitable. The badger tearfully watched as the glowing pustules that had appeared overnight swelled like flourescent bubbles beneath the woman’s fiery-hot skin. Some of them had even burst, much to his horror, and he had cleaned them up the best he could, blubbering as tears welled his beady eyes. It didn’t help matters that Lae’s comprehension of reality was slipping each day that passed, sometimes not remembering gaps of conversations with the badger or her pack mates that stopped by, and sometimes not remembering who they were at all. She’d sleep for hours at a time, abnormally long stretches of slumber, and she barely had an appetite. The glowing ooze needed to be wiped from her facial features as it flowed every half hour now, or else it accumulated beneath her head to the point where she’d begin to choke. At this point, the ooze was overwhelming, and her ruby-clawed companion could only try to encourage the woman to spit out the gunk and clear up her eyes and ears, that is, if she was lucid enough to understand him. "M-My dear, Lady Laeta," Mel whispered, "I-I pray you return to us, in this realm..". Earlier that day, he had spoken in a cheerful loud tone, and that spooked the paralyzed wolf so badly she had screamed and wept, and the ooze that gunked up her eyes so bad they swelled like crabapples. So, he kept his voice soft as a mouse, and his movements around her bed and in her room were as slow and predictable as possible. The curtains at her window remained drawn, as the darkness of the night terrified the woman a great deal. She had to lay facing the fireplace at all times, at the cost of her joints aching horribly. She’d develop sores at this point, but Mel could do little about it. Helpless, he sat in his spot curled by her neck, one ruby-clawed paw resting upon her shoulder in comfort. It seemed to soothe her, for the times she spent awake she would murmur about her mother, father, and siblings visiting her, and them beckoning her to their pack. The beckoning part frightened Mel deeply..he knew what that word meant. She’d have moments of lucidity to communicate to her companion, but not even a moment after she’d forget the conversation entirely and they’d have to repeat it again. And again. If he curled by and pressed himself against her, she usually was asleep. Allowing himself a moment of quiet respite, Mel began to sniffle, stifling his sobs. Though he had only known Laeta for but a few days, he cared for her a great deal, as if their friendship was forged by forces beyond their comprehension. Anger was not in his placid nature, but the thought of the firefly man having done this to her was unbearable. She didn’t deserve this, no matter what she had done to anger that horrible thing that delighted in the torment of others. She didn’t deserve to be unable to care for herself. She didn’t deserve to not be able to even walk around, drink water normally, heck, even breathe normally without those bone-chilling rattles she rasped with each weak rise and fall of her chest. He feared each breath she took at this point could very well be her last, and that mere thought sent him into more chest-tightening sobs. He removed his monocle, burying his face into her fluid-slicked neck fur. It was ever so soft, despite it being wet from ooze and the burst blisters. He wanted her to be okay. He needed his friend here, with him. She couldn’t leave, not now. She was all the little badger had in this world. |
comin' up for air in the deepest of the deep ends
i thought i learned it all, but boom, the plot thickens
laeta has a european badger companion named melis. he can speak and is assumed to be with her at all times.
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