my darling , my dead / nancy elizabeth - kate drew / @cluefound·
tear - stained cheeks turned rosy , sniffles tumble after another . death has taken her lover & kissed her lips , claiming her as his , forever & ever ! ( amen , she would scream to the heavens , bitterly & brutally —– for she refuses to worship a god who takes . ) marble turned porcelain , she feels her heart SHATTER with each moment ; the grip on the fallen’s hand becomes tighter , each wish more desperate .
please , don’t die . don’t leave me alone !
she be a SELFISH beast , for she only thinks of her loneliness —– who was anyone else in this moment , but irrelevant ? what were other’s feelings , other than stupid & meaningless ? they meant nothing compared to her sadness , compared to her endless grief ! ROTTING ROSES FILL HER LUNGS , DESTROYING WHAT SACCHARINITY RESIDED . what bitterness resides in her chest , what self - hatred finds its way to ever - slowing heart ? ( t’was her fault that george // her lover // fell ———- the sleuth’s siren call has caught up with her ! ) here we see the girl’s WATERY GRAVE come into view ; the parthenope’s maiden voice has found its victim & had dragged her beneath the crashing waves .
she , too , creates corpses ———– bodies stack at dampened toes , piling on her sea - girt fields .
her lips have touched [ pale ] hand , moving against soft skin in a prayer . whispered words that began with LORD , PLEASE ! & ended in PLEASE , PLEASE ! over & over again ; this was the of a sinner turned saint if only for a moment . repeated are the hymns , the inquires of lover to be made anew —– then voice breaks through ! ❝ george ——– oh , my —– GEORGE ! ❞ rushed words leave her lips , something akin to satisfaction flashing ‘cross her face ; cherry lips smile , eyes blurring with tears .
the sleuth reaches over , giving gentlest of hugs to the broken body ; a sigh leaves her lips . shoulders shrug , ivories chewing on bottom lip before syllables cut through the silence . ❝ you fell . i . . . i’m sorry , i’m SO , SO sorry ———– ❞ words are cut short , fingers going to [ tear - filled ] eyne , dabbing them gently .
❝ you should've stayed home . ❞
amber eyne sweep over ivory skin , eyebrows furrowed in confusion . ❛ but -- ❜ amnesia FORGETS , concussed brain not understanding . ❛ what about bess ? ❜ she , always thinking of others , never putting herself first . ❛ was she -- was she with me ? ❜
coughing starts now , lungs still shaking from cracked ribs and dirt inhaled when tumbling down . hacking goes on and on , continuing for minutes , the action hurting already bruised and cracked ribs . silence comes back when finished , and then : ❝ that’s bull , and you know it . ❞ a weak smile accompanies words , eyes watering , filled with love and despair .
no matter the cost , she will continue to follow her love . nothing will stand in her way . ❝ i’m the one who got on the show , aren’t i ? ❞ oh , the DREADED SHOW . how the tables turn , how contestants are forced out , characters in books killed off , replaced by cousins / siblings / partners . ❝ you’re the one with no reason to be here , not me . ❞
rotting lungs betray her once again , filling with fluid , and she is left gasping for breath . a pale , scraped and scratched hand reaches for the big red button ( everywhere has to have a BIG RED BUTTON ) , and as she fades , her fingers call for help and fall into nancy’s lap .
a god who takes such beautiful things must not be trusted , must not be worshipped . nurses rush in , attaching tubes to body , attempting to drain blood filled lungs . all humans die one day , all humans become angels , ascending to their rightful place in heaven , leaving their doxies behind .
and then , once more , a deity comes in use . a god , fearful , good , saving those who may not deserve it , favored over those who definitely do . HER EXPIRY IS NOT TODAY . SHE WILL LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY , HELP TO SOLVE ANOTHER MYSTERY , LOVE ANOTHER YEAR .
the doctors and nurses fade , i . v . and pump remaining , and hours more pass . it’s night before she wakes , two or three o ’ clock in the morning .
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