ardent

It's Not About Angels



Adelaide


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07-22-2014, 12:53 PM
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The woman would continue to walk, her steps slow and deliberate. The pretty orange flower dangled limply from her jaws. She had almost reached the willow tree when a voice piped up from behind her. The white maiden instantly recognized the youthful tone. "Good morning, Isidora," Adelaide greeted, her voice empty and flat. Hopefully the other maiden wouldn't notice the difference. Her first comment was barely registered, but Adelaide made an effort to listen as she continued to speak. She seemed to think that the orange lily was some sort of herbal plant. "No, my dear," she chuckled bleakly. "This flower holds no medicinal qualities. I'll explain in a moment, if you would be so kind as to wait here?"

Blue eyes would address the lady briefly before she looked away again, moving slowly toward the tree. Toward the burial spot of her two young pups. The snowy woman sank to her haunches in front of the freshly dug earth, sighing miserably as she did so. Her scar may have been healed this morning, but it took all of her strength not to cry as she stared at their resting place. Get it over with quickly, she told herself. Make a clean break and move on. And so she did. Adelaide placed the flower tenderly on the grave, whispering a broken goodbye to them before turning away. She then hurried away from the tree and came back to stand near Isidora. No tears were visible, but her sadness was.

The Ebony healer took a deep breath and prepared to explain, as she had promised. "There was a miscarriage," she began. "My two sons didn't survive their birth. So I buried them there, under the willow tree. The flower was... to honor them, I suppose. I'm trying to... to move on now." Adelaide let out a shaky breath. Her eyes stung terribly, but they stayed dry. For now, at least. "Does that make sense, Isidora?" She was asking because she needed the closure. She needed to know that what she was doing made some sense. Someone needed to tell her that everything would be okay.

"SPEECH"