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Character Portrait: San Character Portrait: Arua Character Portrait: Lyra Alula
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❝Once upon a time, I fell in love.❞

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|| The Whole Sky || Kalafina ||




For hours Nieve worked but she couldn't do it. She couldn't stop the bleeding, it wasn't enough. Stitches, cauterization, magical seals, it wasn't enough, they were too badly injured. Nieve's hands were bloody, her pretty dress stained, her eyes focused and frustrated and getting increasingly more desperate with every passing minute. Nieve always wanted to be the kind of person that could help save lives, the kind of person that could repent for the lives she stole by becoming a savior, a medical expert. So why couldn't she save the family of her friend? Why were their lives bleeding away before her very eyes? "Finn..." Esme's voice was barely audible through the blood choking her. "Where are.... you? Why can't we... hold hands like..." Nieve glanced at the dead son and decided to close its eyes, putting it's small infant arms over it's chest.

"I know it's ... you, Finn..." Esme was always blind, so she relied on Finn a lot to take care of her. There was no ether that could cure blindness but Finn loved her anyways. Nieve held her hands, hoping to pretend to be Finn long enough for her to pass. She had given both Esme and Rick the medicine to ease their passings, making them painless and quick. This wasn't the same as killing them because they were already doomed by the time they were found here. Sopheene squeezed Nieve's shoulder, shaking her head as Esme's breath stopped and Nieve closed her eyes, putting her arms over her chest as well, allowing them to die in honorable positions. "You did your best, you can't save everyone." Sopheene told her gently. Nieve shook her head, it wasn't about the failure. "This just means I'm not good enough yet. I did not learn enough from my teacher before Allen took us away from there." She failed her task. She was still better at killing than saving.

It was almost night time when Nieve and Sopheene returned to their home where San and Tymol were. To her surprise, two others were here as well. Lyra looked injured, had she taken a poisoned goblin's arrow during the battle? Allen had a few scratches but he would be okay. After Nieve spent hours at Finn Grant's home, the battle had already ended. There were several dead, but the goblins were ousted and Phosphora would survive to see another day. Sopheene pulled her mask off, setting her sword down in it's hilt and went to hug Allen. "We're home. This isn't my blood." Nieve said quickly so Allen wouldn't worry.

It seemed Tymol had taken good care of San while they were hiding here. "They came to try to find you two, but it looks like you're both okay." Tymol said with a big toothy grin. "Oh, you wouldn't believe it. When San's asleep, she's not this adorable hideous girl, but rather... a very beautiful fairy." Some sort of transformation? "Good girl, San, you did well." Nieve told her, patting her on the head, avoiding the horns. "Now, Lyra, let me look over your arrow wound." She needed to make sure it wasn't a poisoned arrow.