Battles and Scars: Part 2 of 3

Fiction By Erin // 6/26/2009

 

Sorry it's so short!

Part 2: 

 

Pain, wing, pain, arm, pain........Tifa only barely saw the Healer, Betta was her name, through her blurr of vision. Betta was gently tipping the herbal medicine, sheeratt root, down Tifa's unwilling throat. Tifa coughed and sputtered weakly as the medicine went down through her. She hated the feeling, it was like someone forcing a knife down your throat.

"It shall heal you," said Betta the Healer calmly. Through slitted eyelids Tifa saw her doubt. Betta wouldn't even tell her what was wrong with her, but Tifa thought she knew. Broken wing. She would die.

"How.......Lyre.......Li?" said Tifa in a weak, shuddery whisper. Tifa saw the Healer's look of sympathy. 

"They're here, Tifa. Both are burned, but they will live," replied Betta.

"Good." Tifa rolled onto her side, wincing as her right and most painful wing slung to the side. She closed her eyes. The pain......Was it leaving......It couldn't be, the sheeratt root hadn't really worked before....Was this death? It wasn't as bad as she had imagined it. Her breath was slowing. Maybe she was going to sleep? 

She heard faint voices in the background, and a familiar hand was rested on her shoulder. "Tifa, please don't go!" It was Lyre, Tifa could barely tell through sobs.

"Stay, Tifa, please stay." That was Aurelius. Tifa couldn't move, or she'd have said it was time. Her breath grew fainter, slower. Someone pushed on her stomach now. Probably Betta the Healer. Darkness fell, darker than what was just behind eyelids, and Tifa floated away, her body still as a bear in its winter slumber.

 

She was gone. Lyre sobbed and stroaked her dear friend's almost violet brown hair. She stared at Tifa's face, now gone still. Her face still wore a small smile, as if she was having a happy dream. This made Lyre feel a bit better, but not much. 

Aurelius sat beside her in his wheelchair. "So early on." His voice was restricted, as if he were holding back tears. Lyre looked at his face, and his eyes were the saddest she had ever seen them. It was horrible. Lyre stood up and hugged him, wiping away her own tears.

"Yes, it is horrible," said Lyre when she released Aurelius. So, so horrible. 

 

Comments

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  How could you kill Tifa??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????  This chapter actually made me want to cry, no matter how short it is.  I guess... good job, but this is terrible, and you better not be killing Aurelius or anyone else in part 3 or I will personally and cold-heartedly strangle you.

Bridget | Tue, 06/30/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

AHHHHH!!!!!! Please, be

AHHHHH!!!!!! Please, be merciful!!!! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Y'know, I think this might be longer than three parts. Maybe I should extend it to five.............

Erin | Tue, 06/30/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

I show no mercy.  >-D  JK, I

I show no mercy.  >-D  JK, I might be merciful, but you really better not test it...

Bridget | Tue, 06/30/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Hwo could you?!?!?! And I

Hwo could you?!?!?! And I just say the person who reminds me of Tifa!!! :( I made me want to cry because her name is Tiffany and Tiffany is a little bit too close to Tifa to make me feel good!

I think I might have to join Bridget in her cold-hearted author revenge!!!!

Ariel | Tue, 06/30/2009

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"To produce a mighty book, you must choose a mighty theme. No great and enduring volume can ever be written on the flea, though many there be that have tried it." -- Herman Melville

Bridget: You frighten me. Lol

Bridget: You frighten me. Lol :D

OFG: I'm sorry! Goodness, the people here are so violent!! If it makes you feel any better, Tifa's name is pronounced Tee-fuh, so it doesn't sound like Tiffany.

Erin | Tue, 06/30/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

......

"So early on."

Yes, this is quite sad, but I like it. Good work!

And by the way, how did you manage to put italics into the posted writing? Is that only for monthly writers?

Annabel | Mon, 07/13/2009

Thanks :-) Umm......I guess

Thanks :-) Umm......I guess it might be. When I post it's like the comment thingy that I'm typing on right now, with options for italics and underline and bold and all that.

Erin | Mon, 07/20/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

hmmm

I'm able to paste the writing in the box and see it in italics and bold, but once it's posted, the italics disappear.

Rather strange, that. Any ideas, anyone?

Annabel | Mon, 07/20/2009

That happened to me when

That happened to me when I copied and pasted a story. I'm only able to post in italics and stuff if I write it in the writing boxy-thing

Erin | Mon, 07/20/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Oh! I see. So I can copy and

Oh! I see.

So I can copy and paste the story into the writing box, and then go over it again, re-doing the italics.

Thanks ever so much, Erin!

Annabel | Tue, 07/21/2009

*Mystical voice* You are

*Mystical voice* You are welcome, Young Grasshopper (don't ask) ;-) lol

Erin | Tue, 07/21/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

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