The sound of Father Anderson's dying message was the cue. The static intermingled with the sound of shifting concrete from the recording only proved the worse.
Her lack of voice broke out. The scream of a mute girl is pitiful indeed. Strangled, cracked and straining...
It didn't matter to her how it sounded. Not even with the mourners present. She's had enough.
Enough of being afraid. Enough of watching people that she loved and cared about dying right before her eyes, while she could nothing to help or ease their suffering. Enough...
(http://tinypic.com?ref=2d43le)
All of the air in her lungs suddenly rushed out in one fell swoop, causing her to sway on her feet. Her eyesight began to blur, before fading to black as she lost consciousness, her eyelids falling heavily down and edged with tears. The girl's weight began to carry her forward like a rag doll, with her head bending limply to rest against Abel's chest.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
action | This is the saddest thread of all threads.
Date: 2010-07-17 08:29 am (UTC)The sound of Father Anderson's dying message was the cue. The static intermingled with the sound of shifting concrete from the recording only proved the worse.
Her lack of voice broke out. The scream of a mute girl is pitiful indeed. Strangled, cracked and straining...
It didn't matter to her how it sounded. Not even with the mourners present. She's had enough.
Enough of being afraid. Enough of watching people that she loved and cared about dying right before her eyes, while she could nothing to help or ease their suffering. Enough...
All of the air in her lungs suddenly rushed out in one fell swoop, causing her to sway on her feet. Her eyesight began to blur, before fading to black as she lost consciousness, her eyelids falling heavily down and edged with tears. The girl's weight began to carry her forward like a rag doll, with her head bending limply to rest against Abel's chest.
Nill had fainted.]