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Fanfic: Seelenschlaf
Chapter: Dreams are reality
Prologue: dreams are reality
rain.
The wet consistency fell relentlessly from the sky. Her gaze was raised in disbelief.
Heaven wept, wept for Aoife.
A feeling of unconscious helplessness and weakness invaded her body. Ava's feet gave way. She sagged and couldn't move an inch. She didn't feel the pain of her severe injury.
All she saw was blood.
Aoife`s blood.
Ava only heard the rain pounding down on her, which had long soaked her clothes. She didn't hear the quiet but steady footsteps that came closer and closer.
Ava's fingers closed even tighter around the Feabhas amulet in their helpless desperation. Her hand began to bleed slowly, but she didn't register it. All she felt was the rain, the tears of the sky. Who wept silently for Aoife.
Another wave of pain seized the black-haired woman. A sob escaped her, seemingly dust-dry throat.
The steps were silent. A figure stood in front of her and slowly crouched down. Gently touched her shoulder.
Ava didn't respond. She was in a trance-like state that only allowed her to feel the painful loss.
Suddenly, it seemed to her, she was shaken violently. Her pitch black eyes had lost all shine. They only expressed unspeakable anguish.
"Ava, what happened?" Asked a blond, rather young-looking man. The aquamarine eyes seemed to be studying her with concern. But the black-haired woman did not react. The blonde grabbed her shoulders almost roughly and shook her again. Ava looked at him ... and through him. Numerous scratches adorned her face. But her gaze was only marked by pain and loss.
"By Solas! Ava! Talk!" The young man almost yelled. Another shake followed. “Where's Aoife?” At last the young woman with a Japanese twist seemed to come to life. "Aoife ..." she whispered flatly.
She looked up. "Aoife ..." she mumbled again. Her tunnel vision focused on the blonde. "Liam ... Aoife ... my fault ... She is ... my fault ... Aoife ... dead ... she ... is dead ...", the black-haired woman stammered, still a little shocked and full of sadness. Liam's expression changed. Contorted his beautiful face painfully. He stopped shaking Ava. His hands rested on her shoulders. Slowly Ava raised her bleeding hand, which Aoife's amulet still held tightly. Her hand began to shake, no longer had any strength. The Feabhas amulet almost slipped out of her hand.
Liam's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's ..." he started, but couldn't finish the sentence.
Ava started again: "Liam, it's my fault ... I should have ... should have ... taken better care of her ... Liam ... she is ... dead ... she is dead ..."The blond's facial expression changed again. His eyes hardened. It expressed anger. Wu and pain. He took his hands off her shoulders and only now noticed that her right shoulder had been injured. The red liquid had turned her pale cloak dark red. But he didn't care.
"you ... killed her !?" he shouted. Her gaze fixed on Liam.
"Liam ..." "Don't call me that! You killed her ?!", he yelled at her. "... I'm sorry." Ava kept whispering. The blonde had jumped up abruptly and turned around and walked away. Left her behind. Disappeared.
Her upper body fell forward into the soggy, muddy earth. Before she lost consciousness, she looked at Aoife`s amulet again and breathed: "I'm sorry ... Liam, I'm so sorry!" Then her eyes closed. A small, red lake formed below her, which gradually mixed with the muddy dirt ...
An upper body jerked upwards. Was sweaty all over and yet my body was shivering from the cold.
A toneless whisper broke the silence: "I'm so sorry ..."
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Character file:
Name: Ava, the knowledge
Birth name: Chiyo Matsuhana
Origin: Japan
Age: 3775 | 21
Preference: Japanese food
Aversion: loneliness, shrimp
Eye color: pitch black
Hair color: black -?
Race: anam athfhillteach (returning soul)
Rank: Foircinn Polar - Eolas (the judge - knowledge)
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Name: Liam the Doubt
Birth name: unknown
Origin: one suspects Central or Western Europe
Age: unknown
Preference: peaches
Aversion: a lot
Eye color: aquamarine blue
Hair color: blonde -?
Race: anam athfhillteach (returning soul)
Rank: Foircinn Polar - Amhras (the judge - doubt)
______________________
So, I started a story here that I've been planning for a long time.
It's all still quite new territory (and that in my own story -. -), so I ask for your understanding!
There will also be a glossary for the terms I used ^ __ ^
You can criticize, praise, improve ... I'm open to it: D
* distribute chocolate cookies *
Your, ChockyQueen :)
rain.
The wet consistency fell relentlessly from the sky. Her gaze was raised in disbelief.
Heaven wept, wept for Aoife.
A feeling of unconscious helplessness and weakness invaded her body. Ava's feet gave way. She sagged and couldn't move an inch. She didn't feel the pain of her severe injury.
All she saw was blood.
Aoife`s blood.
Ava only heard the rain pounding down on her, which had long soaked her clothes. She didn't hear the quiet but steady footsteps that came closer and closer.
Ava's fingers closed even tighter around the Feabhas amulet in their helpless desperation. Her hand began to bleed slowly, but she didn't register it. All she felt was the rain, the tears of the sky. Who wept silently for Aoife.
Another wave of pain seized the black-haired woman. A sob escaped her, seemingly dust-dry throat.
The steps were silent. A figure stood in front of her and slowly crouched down. Gently touched her shoulder.
Ava didn't respond. She was in a trance-like state that only allowed her to feel the painful loss.
Suddenly, it seemed to her, she was shaken violently. Her pitch black eyes had lost all shine. They only expressed unspeakable anguish.
"Ava, what happened?" Asked a blond, rather young-looking man. The aquamarine eyes seemed to be studying her with concern. But the black-haired woman did not react. The blonde grabbed her shoulders almost roughly and shook her again. Ava looked at him ... and through him. Numerous scratches adorned her face. But her gaze was only marked by pain and loss.
"By Solas! Ava! Talk!" The young man almost yelled. Another shake followed. “Where's Aoife?” At last the young woman with a Japanese twist seemed to come to life. "Aoife ..." she whispered flatly.
She looked up. "Aoife ..." she mumbled again. Her tunnel vision focused on the blonde. "Liam ... Aoife ... my fault ... She is ... my fault ... Aoife ... dead ... she ... is dead ...", the black-haired woman stammered, still a little shocked and full of sadness. Liam's expression changed. Contorted his beautiful face painfully. He stopped shaking Ava. His hands rested on her shoulders. Slowly Ava raised her bleeding hand, which Aoife's amulet still held tightly. Her hand began to shake, no longer had any strength. The Feabhas amulet almost slipped out of her hand.
Liam's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's ..." he started, but couldn't finish the sentence.
Ava started again: "Liam, it's my fault ... I should have ... should have ... taken better care of her ... Liam ... she is ... dead ... she is dead ..."The blond's facial expression changed again. His eyes hardened. It expressed anger. Wu and pain. He took his hands off her shoulders and only now noticed that her right shoulder had been injured. The red liquid had turned her pale cloak dark red. But he didn't care.
"you ... killed her !?" he shouted. Her gaze fixed on Liam.
"Liam ..." "Don't call me that! You killed her ?!", he yelled at her. "... I'm sorry." Ava kept whispering. The blonde had jumped up abruptly and turned around and walked away. Left her behind. Disappeared.
Her upper body fell forward into the soggy, muddy earth. Before she lost consciousness, she looked at Aoife`s amulet again and breathed: "I'm sorry ... Liam, I'm so sorry!" Then her eyes closed. A small, red lake formed below her, which gradually mixed with the muddy dirt ...
An upper body jerked upwards. Was sweaty all over and yet my body was shivering from the cold.
A toneless whisper broke the silence: "I'm so sorry ..."
_____
Character file:
Name: Ava, the knowledge
Birth name: Chiyo Matsuhana
Origin: Japan
Age: 3775 | 21
Preference: Japanese food
Aversion: loneliness, shrimp
Eye color: pitch black
Hair color: black -?
Race: anam athfhillteach (returning soul)
Rank: Foircinn Polar - Eolas (the judge - knowledge)
__
Name: Liam the Doubt
Birth name: unknown
Origin: one suspects Central or Western Europe
Age: unknown
Preference: peaches
Aversion: a lot
Eye color: aquamarine blue
Hair color: blonde -?
Race: anam athfhillteach (returning soul)
Rank: Foircinn Polar - Amhras (the judge - doubt)
______________________
So, I started a story here that I've been planning for a long time.
It's all still quite new territory (and that in my own story -. -), so I ask for your understanding!
There will also be a glossary for the terms I used ^ __ ^
You can criticize, praise, improve ... I'm open to it: D
* distribute chocolate cookies *
Your, ChockyQueen :)