05-23-2012, 02:55 AM
Calla squeezed Seth's hand gently for a moment, looking up when the door opened. Calla wanted nothing more that to believe that he was right. Calla's thoughts stopped, her mind going blank when she caught a glimpse of the woman who had just walked into the room.
The young face looking in at them was one she recognized from so long ago. Calla hardly registered that Seth had let go of her hand, and for a split second, she felt empty without him so close by. The feeling disappeared quickly as the red head stood up as well, swaying slightly as she regained her balance. Her ankle throbbed in protest as she put a little more pressure on her foot in order to stand better.
Calla stood still for a moment, watching as the Mother she remembered from long ago gently pushed Seth away and set her sister and brother-in-law down onto the bed. Once the way was clear, Calla hugged the woman as well. She didn't linger, pulling back after a few moments. "Yes, we heard too. We don't have much time left."
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Isis knew only one thing. She would never be able to survive without Lost. These last few hours could very well be the last one's they ever spent together. Tears burned her eyes, blurring her vision, but she refused to let them fall.
Once they were set down on the bed, Isis snuggled closer for a moment, closing her eyes as Lost tucked her head under his chin. Being like this only made her want to cry even more. She had almost lost him once before, and he had almost lost her as well. At least she could say that she would be dying a very happy doll, to have married a wonderful man.
"Lost, let's go to our room. I would...I would like to hear you play your violin one last time."
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