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Larken's Tale part III
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Larken awoke with a start, literally sitting up and shrieking, though no sound escaped his lips. The first thought that came to mind was:
'Am I dead..?'
This place did not look like death, nowhere near! The wals were a solid white oak to match the floors. Larken was sitting in a bed (once white) now drenched in his demonic blood. The lady that he had spoken with right before he had collapsed came running into the room, carrying a bundle of fresh bandages in her hands. She jumped back in shock however, to see Larken staring up at her...
"W-where am I..?"
" Oh my! You've ripped open your wounds! " the woman cried as she noted the blood. She had completely ignored Larken's question, and began to unwrap the soggy wraps about his body, " I thought these had healed over, it's been more than a week, and yet the skin just doesn't want to seal back together-" she muttered under her breath. " A week? I've been asleep for a whole week? " Larken coughed through dry gasps. Next to his bed on a small stump of a table, Larken spotted a glass of water. He quickly chugged it down as the woman answered; "Yes...after you collapsed in the middle of town, my husband and I brought you into our home to doctor you up-"
That's right...he had seen the doctor before when he brought C-
"Where's Catherine?!" Larken almost roared as he frantically looked around the large white room-
" I'm sorry...she didn't make it-"
Larken's eyes opened wide, his lip began to tremble as the tears rolled down his cheeks, turning to crystal as they fell from his chin, shattering as they hit the floor.
"M-my Goddess of Flames...she's...d-dead?..."
" I am so sorry-" the woman began, she had no idea that the two warriors had been lovers, though the matching rings would make it all make a little more sense. "N-no!" Larken cut the woman off, covering his eyes with one arm..." She can't be dead, she can't die...she promised me!" Rage had soon taken over half the sadness within the kitsune. He gritted his teeth, his eyes darkened, "It's all my fault...I should have awoken the instant she began muttering my name in her sleep!" The nurse hesitated upon muttering, " She did mention someone...there were many nights that she would call out naes at random. People with names similar to shadow andsuch-all of them people that I do not know. The most frequent was Lance."
Larken roared out again, he could clearly remember it now, waking up to find a bare chested Lance upon the raged woman he had loved so much. Her lip had been ripped open by Lance's lust for a love that he had never known, her body was bruised and tense. She gave this man passion in order to save Larken, but she had been tricked by Lance, for her husband had never been in any danger. So why was she mentioning this monster of a man?
Had she finally given herself up to him in dreams that had come before her death? Now Larken stood, barely able to whisper:
"Am I nothing?...nothing, to the one I once loved?"