Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-5583506-20141012183310

She merely looked at him with glossy eyes, but didn't say anything.

''My fault? Yes. Everything is my fault. I am sorry I was killed, Rowan. There really is nothing else to say.''

She rose up from her spot and headed over to the lake again. She stood above the surface and looked down on the remains.

"So... how are you doing down there?" she asked quietly, trying to feel some sort of connection between herself and the bones. "Some real trouble you got ourselves into, huh?"

She looked around on the tree-tops. The mist seemed to clear. It was silent and the bones did not speak back to her.

"Must be getting lonely out here. All by yourself... Seems like we have something in common then. I wish... I wish things could have worked out for you... for the both of us. If you hadn't gone to tell dad about what you were up to, I wouldn't be here today and you wouldn't be lying down there... forgotten by everyone... for hundreds of years..."

She sighed. "Your fiancé must have been heartbroken. He must have been worried sick and wondered about where you had gone off to, didn't he? Not that I think he ever found out. If he had you still wouldn't be down there."

No answer.

She swallowed hard. "So... I think it's only fair if I give you the peace no one was there to give you back then", she said and waded out in the water. She took a deep breath as she dived down and brought the remains up to the surface.

It felt rather macabre, but she felt that it was something she had to do. She couldn't leave herself down there. Neglected and forgotten by the rest of the world.

After she was finished digging a suitable hole for the remains to buried in, she filled it up and placed a withered branch as a memorial.

"I am so sorry", she lamented. "For everything. If things only had worked out for you. Everyone would be happy. You would have been happy. I would have been happy. Rowan..." She took a deep breath and struggled to contain her own emotions. "... would have been happy."

She remained at the grave a little while longer. "Rest in peace now, Myling Frost-Song. You are finally asleep now. Don't wake up..."