Completed Last Day of Fall

[Syveris]

91st of Fall, 513 AV

She had left the meeting dreading the Winter, and this feeling still hadn't gone away. To know that Turrin and Azira were on her side, that her friends believed her, had been very comforting, but not enough to keep the feeling that everything would get worse out of her mind.

Zulrav... The God of the Winds. Syveris had always loved the wind, but she had always thought of it as a separate thing from the God. Now, she was glad that she did it, because she feared what the God would do, she was sure she didn't want to ever see the being again, and yet, she could not stand to loose her love for the wind.

Virat had accompanied her to her room, and left, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Her mentor had believed her, in a way. He didn't believe she had helped the traitor willingly, but he also didn't doubt that she might have done it without knowing. "Causing trouble is your very essence." he had said, playfully, but Syveris could caught the preoccupation in his face. Not that she blamed him. She was very worried, too.

Syveris had to talk with the other accused. They had to find a way to help Zulrav's priest in finding the Despised, or whatever the traitor was called. The Avora didn't care. The only thing she cared about was the safety of the people in Wind Reach. Maybe she could take being hated by the God, maybe, but she couldn't let Turrin, Azira and all the others suffer for something she had done. Or something the God thought she had done. She wasn't sure of the truth yet. Syveris wasn't even sure there was a truth in all this.

Syveris played with the blanket on her bed, trying to make some sense out of this mess. Had she done something to help someone suspicious over Fall? No, she didn't. She was sure of it. Well, she had helped a Dek, but it was ridiculous to think that he would do something against Wind Reach. A Dek would be find out in no time, and there wouldn't be any real problem.

The Avora hid her face on her hands, thinking hard. If she hadn't done anything to aid the Despised, then the God would have to be mistaken. Was that even possible? Syveris sighed. No, she doubted it. So, what? She had helped someone unknowingly. Could she still be blamed for it? Besides, if she didn't know about it, how was she supposed to figure out what she had done?

She screamed, frustration washing over her. What could she possible do?

x Poppy

[Syveris]

The Avora had to clear her head. She had been needing that a lot, lately. Syveris sighed. She would talk to Marrin soon. Maybe he would know something. And Turrin had promised to help, too. And Azira had been so supportive...

Shaking her head, Syveris looked around her room, feeling lost. Her eyes fell on a piece of paper, near the crate with her egg, and she remembered the letter Arin's partner had given her. Well, she could read it now. How could it be worse than Zulrav's accusations and threats?

Jumping out of bed, Syveris grabbed the paper, and returned. Laying down once again, she unfolded it carefully, as if afraid it would rip. Something fell down, landing on her belly, but it wasn't heavy. In fact, it tickled a little. She would have looked, but her name, on the top corner of the paper, seemed to hold her, and she couldn't look away. The thin and normally elegant letters were now messy, but otherwise exactly like she remembered Arin's handwriting, and to have such a concrete piece of him was unsettling. Shoving the thoughts away, she read.

Syveris, it has been such a short time since we last talk, and yet, it feels like eternity has passed and gone. I am in a hurry now, so I can't even begin to tell you everything that I wished to tell. If I have time, maybe I will finish this letter, and then, I will handle it to you personally. If you are reading this unfinished letter, well, I guess it means I am already dead, and Lissa handled it to you, fulfilling what it would be my last wish. No, scratch that. My last wish would be to see you again, and tell you everything I could not tell before. But I have to hurry, and so, I should just write what I need to.

I remember perfectly the day we met. You called me clipped. Among other things. You really were easy to anger back then. But you changed, and to think I was part of this change fills me with joy.

You also called me weird, many times after we became friends. Have I ever said that to you? That we are friends? No, I do not think I did. After all, I am weird. I am afraid of saying what I feel.

So I will write instead. When you saw Kenna leaving my room, you were angry, I could see the betrayal in your eyes. I was afraid that I would say something that would ruin everything, and then, I did exactly that.

I must hurry. This is shorter than I thought it would be, but the storm is getting worse, and I heard the Aeries collapsed. I'm worried. I need to look for you, whatever you are. Why? For the same reason I wrote this letter. To tell you.

Unfortunately, it is not to tell you that I love you, like that. Because I do not. I am sorry. I know this was what you want to hear, or, at least, what you wanted to hear back then. But I loved Kenna, and then, I loved Lissa. Does that mean you are not special?

Not at all. You are the most special person in my life. You are my first friend, my best friend, my special little Yasi. Did I ever called you that out loud? I used to, all the time, in my head.

So, Syveris, if you ever read this, I am sorry. I was not able to live, so I could tell you that in the way I wanted. But I am glad, that you are reading this, because this means you are alive.

I hope you are in the Reverie. Safe. I will search there first.

Arin

PS: Remember the feather? Dira claimed me, so I will be giving it to you. The flute will stay with Lissa, she loves the sound of it. I hope you two can be friends. But the feather will go for you, my most important friend.

x Poppy

[Syveris]

Syveris stared at the letter, not believing it. She read it twice, and then three times, and finally looked down, to her belly. A blue feather was there, resting, as if there was nothing wrong.

It was a whole chime before she screamed again, this time not only for frustration, but also because of the pain in her chest. It was almost unbearable. Shoving the paper and the feather away, she curled in the bed, sobbing, tears falling freely from her eyes.

"You stupid idiot. You petching clipped. What the petch is wrong with...?" her curse was interrupted by a sob, and her whole body trembled. How could someone be so stupid?

Arin had died because he had gone searching for her. To tell she was special. Something she had wanted to hear all the years she had been friends with him. If he had said it before, they wouldn't have drift apart. They wouldn't be lovers, but Syveris couldn't care less. Her love for him had taken a different direction, the same love she felt for a friend.

But no. He had died without saying it, and all the time was lost. Another sob shook her body, and she screamed in her pillow again, twisting and kicking the wall, not caring about the pain that shot from where her feet had connected with stone.

She didn't know for how many more chimes she cried. Cried for her lost friend, because of the storm, because of Zulrav, because of the God's threat to... What? Kill them if they didn't find the guilty one, probably.

Finally, the sobs died, but the tears were still flowing. She gulped, trying to stop crying, but unable to. Really, why was everything happening like this? The Avora eyed the piece of paper in the ground, and felt her heart contract. Yes, time had been lost, forever, but she had to keep going on. After all, what else she could do, if not this?

x Poppy

[Syveris]

Taking a deep breath, Syveris dried her tears in the blanket, getting out of bed and going to the letter. The feather had fallen near, and she took both objects, looking at them, sadly. Slowly, she walked to her chest, folding the paper carefully and putting it in the very bottom, under all her clothes. She wouldn't loose the letter, never. But the feather...

She looked at it, before holding it with her lips and taking a very thin lock of hair, braiding it and putting the feather in the tip of the braid. It wasn't the best hair dress, and it was simple, but Syveris just needed the feather with her, right then.

The Avora looked at the crate, and approached it, slowly. She was feeling herself tremble, and she hated it. Sitting on the chair, she faced the egg. It was supposed to have hatched already, but Phack had told her that it might pass two days before it hatched, so she tried not to worry. Worrying wouldn't do her any good now.

Watching the egg, her mind raced, and the tears began to fall again. Really, Arin had been killed because he was searching for her. Syveris sobbed, wishing she had stayed in the Glass Reverie, that she had screwed up the dishware, so the commission would have to wait until later to be delivered.

But Dira was playing trick on... No. Enough. Syveris shook her head, violently, biting her lip, hard, until she could feel the coppery taste of blood in her mouth. The tears were still falling when she let go of her lip, but the sobs had stopped. She wouldn't blame the Gods for everything. Hadn't she just learned of one she actually liked? Nevertheless, she also wouldn't go deep into the well of despair. She had to be strong, otherwise she doubted she would survive through Winter.

Her eyes focusing on the egg, and she smiled, sadly, and whispered. "I love you very much." her finger caressed the crate. "Hatch, and grow up strong and beautiful. I'll help you. I'll be here, by your side. I promise." Syveris sniffed one last time, before resting her head on her arms and falling asleep. She could be strong.

x Poppy

[Skerry]

Grades

Syveris

Skill	XP
Observation	3
Planning	1

LORES :

• Zulrav: God of Winds
• The contents of Arin’s letter
• Arin: Died searching for his friend
• Blue feather: Last reminder of Arin

Consequences: Bruised toes-bruises will fade in 4 days

Notes:
Aw no poor Syveris. She’s in a bad place at the moment but hopefully she can find a way to get through it. Maybe there’s some friend she could turn to...
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