Etaine sits on a rockside looking at the portal, she knew that Shattrah laid somewhere on the other side, but also all the darkness of the burning legions. When Jas used his portals she had always felt safe, but this... She regards the dark swirling vortex. This was something else entirely... She bit her lip hard as she stumbled to her feet, she needed to go through... Her hand clenched the dagger so hard her knuckles turned to ivory as she moved slowly towards the giant gateway. The feel of magic was strong in the air, the crackling constant gurgling humm. as she stod at the base she felt the cold run down her spine as the deep whispers intencified. They were her closest companions at the moment. She closed her eyes clenched her other hand, she wanted to close her eyes but she knew she could not just stumble out with closed eyes on the other side.
She swallowed hard as she took the finally step into the black vortex.
In the darkness she was alone... A figure in the distance... Jas? She calls out, his icy blue eyes shine in the darkness before he turns his back on her, a low ringing thud as he drops something to the ground and is gone. The gem from the ring laying where he stod sparkles yet there is no light only darkness. He hears their laughters like haunting mockery. She breaks as the hot tears starts to run down her dirty face leaving traces on her cheeks. She should have no tears left yet still the run.
His gaze before he turned away. Piercing as they see through her eyes into her very core.
She feels numb inside, the pain melted into her beeing, stripped away her soul, leaving her empty and cold
The darkness threatens to devour her and she hears him call out her name... Finally will he come save her from the darkness. She cries out for him but gets only a mocking laughter. Her blood freeshes in her vains, she feels the waight of her loss pushing her down into the dirt suffocating her. The voice telling her that she had been living a lie every promise every touch meant for someone else. The voice taunts her leaving her frozen inside. She feels lost without his love to guide her
, he was her life, her life among the dead.
All this time how could she not see, she didn't want to see, kept herself blind in the dark, without thought, without voice, without soul.
She cries her sorrow into the darkness, into the dirt that is filling her longues. "don't let me die here, there must be something more... Save me from this nothingness inside".
The swirling sensation stops and she stands on the other side of the portal blinking feeling nausiated... The dark voice last words echoes in her mind... "Let him go... Give in... Be free..."
The noise of battle fills her ears, she remembers where she is and her eyes run over her suroundings as she crouched down ready to defend herself.
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