Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160410002122/@comment-5583506-20160410223958

Sari couldn't tell how much time that had passed since Gabriel had left the cottage. An hour? A couple of minutes? A day? Every breath she took felt like a lifetime. She knew that from this moment onward, things would never be the same. Shakti would never be herself again.

"Sari?" a vague voice called from within the chamber.

Shakti was staring up into the ceiling with an indifferent look, almost looking as if she had come to terms that there was nothing left for her. She would remain alone for the rest of her life and she would die alone with no children. Her worst nightmare brought to life...

"What is it?" asked Sari. "Anything you need or..."

"Do you... remember that old woman? The one out in the forest east of here?" she asked. "The one we protected from some brigands?"

"The witch?" corrected Sari. "Yes, this one remembers her. What about her?"

"This one... as you can tell, can't live like this and..."

"NO!" exclaimed Sari. "You will not take your own life, you hear?!"

"You didn't let Shakti finish", replied the older sister calmly. "This one wants to go to her and live again. She can't go on like this. If she does, then there is a chance that she might just end up..." She swallowed hard. "... ending herself. But she has made a promise to you. She can't do it for the sake of you. But in order to go on... there is something that needs to be removed..."

"What would that be?"

Shakti felt a tear trickle down her cheek as she replied.