Our paths are like a boomerang

Deep long lost memories flashed through her mind, and yet however close they had once been the bonds had become all but broken. So much had happened between them, loss and damage to a friendship that was supposed to be forever. Deathbelle hadn’t ever wanted to see this man again, it would have been better if she hadn’t. She had settled comfortably in her empty shell, content to slowly disappear as her soul dripped away and finally left her broken pieces to rot. Sirius was the one to do this to her. She had so wanted the sweet release of death, instead of this accursed existence waiting for the day her life was finally snuffed out.

Before her fight or flight could rouse her and cause the once Empress to turn and flee, Sirius’ own broken voice stopped her. ”Do you know?” Deathbelle was silent, her breath coming in soft heaves as her bony ribs lifted and fell with her alarmed rhythm. Her eyes widened in surprise as he spoke, she never believed she would be confronted with her childhood friend again. Not after everything happened… ”I know nothing, Warlord.” Her voice was soft as she whispered to him, finally looking past her own fear and sorrow to see the deep pain in his face.