Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150519235325/@comment-29461586-20150824064815

"Hey..." Claire said as if her wounds were nothing.

"...Y-You were... right... I was wrong... and... w-we... all p-pain the p-p-price..." She sighed. It was almost time for her to go...

"P-Promise me... one... th-thing... take me... over... where we... s-started..." She mentioned Shearpoint, where it all began. She sounded like she wanted to be laid to rest there. But how will be determined by the others.

"Anna... w-watch Jack... for me..." She made her final request, before staring at a lone white mountain flower near her. it was a Lady's Smock. Realizing what it was, she smiled weakly.

"Sis... I... I... f-found it... It looks... so... n-nice..." She said contently, before she eventually stopped moving, and losing her grip on Anna's hand...

Alana turned the other way and bowed her head in shame. Hannibal's agent set down her hood and looked down out of respect.