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 |  Subject: Easy is the Descent  August 21st 2014, 19:06 | |
| It all came to that day where she proclaimed it all and lost it all at the same time. The last time she had seen the one closest to her heart before the end. For her it was the end of her world, and for her she had been placed into a Hell she could not escape. Outlets she had found failed her until she was madly pacing circle after circle. It had all lead down to that last time she’d seen her, and she’d been so wonderful. If she had known she would have told her then, would have screamed how much Kennedy meant to her through the clouds. Nyx had grown up with the fae and had been felt the injustice of death that had driven her mad. It was that day that she chose to hunt for her pack out of numbness and bloodlust. Just any plain day, really. She had prowled for her kill, found it, and pursued for the kill. Nyx knew the rush in her blood as she ran across the ground and felt Kennedy beside her, a ghostly form but her nonetheless. Of course she wasn’t actually there, but the Beta was mad enough to not recognize what was real and what was not. She’d indulged herself in the life she’d had before because she’d been so happy. There had been no need for casts around her broken heart. But not it had been stitched through too many times to count and for too many unreasonable things that she had no clue what each stitch was for any longer. It hurt of course, but she had gone numb. Her body reacted to blood as if it were its only sustenance under the mad convincing that it would bring back to her what she wanted. The truth was it would not, but she didn’t know that. She chose not to know that.
When the rocks slipped, she knew she should have expected this day to come. Nyx didn’t fight, didn’t scrabble for a hold because she knew the rock was slick and there was no friction. Maybe she wouldn’t have fought, it was too hard to know now. All she felt was the air whistling through her fur until she heard a crunch and a thud. For some reason she didn’t think much of it but she knew it was time. She knew that the exhaling and inhaling of her body was going to end eternally. All she knew then was that she was ready to go. The earth held nothing more for her and she wanted to leave. To stay meant to live without peace when the universe had finally granted her some. The day had been beautiful in Erenyx, so quiet and she knew that it would be a great day to die. And so, quietly, the Beta slipped off into her eternal sleep. Her lasts thoughts were to be heard by the heavens, a quiet whisper. “Kennedy… I’m home.”RIP Beta Nyx
For it was nature that claimed you mind, it shall be nature to claim your soul. This is the end of Nyx's story, and so I bid you farewell. |
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