(2 lazy 2 jump on my steven blog but take this is my steven) You are my sunshine
Send me “You are my sunshine” for my muse’s reaction to yours dying in their arms
The corrupted gems hold on her stayed true; powerful and crushing the red gem within its grasp. A choked cry emitted from her mouth as her physical form dared to waver and disappear. Red hands trying, and failing, to push back against the forced suddenly relieved as the hold on her was gone. Her body dropped from it’s previous hold of the beast’s grip, giving her just enough time to see an abandoned pink shield flickered overhead; painfully skimming the assaulting beast, causing the corrupt to flee into the forest.
A laugh escapes her. Passive weapon. Yeah, sure. That shield was responsible for more than one bruise, that’s for sure. And she raises to her feet, only to feel her heart stop. A shrill shout of her name tearing through the heavily wooded forest. Steven.
“Steven!” she called back, cupping her hands around her mouth to amplify the sound. Feet scrambling to carry her the distance; into the depths of the forest. Where was he? “Steven!” she tried again, her voice louder; amplified by the hands cupping it. But the forest remains of any voice, void her own. How had he gotten so far away?
Out of breath, the red gem finally slowed to a stop, only to be just as alone as when she started her sprint. The pink gem no where to be seen, no where to be heard. Just the faintest crunching under her heel.
Slowly she raised her foot up, one eye closed apprehensively as she looked down. Shards of pink tumbling down from her shoe, the pile tumbling back into the grass where it previously lay. No. No. Nononono.
Her knees gave way underneath her, and her hands delicately reached to cradle the broken pieces, holding them together as though that would help. And for a moment she’s in denial. There was plenty of gems around these woods, corrupts lost their physical form- that didn’t mean- no it wasn’t him. Coincidence, if she just kept looking- but no. Out of the corner of her eye lay the starred shirt, snagged on a broken low-hanging branch.
The hiccups were the first to come. Her entire form shaking as she clutched the shattered gem. The crimson gem’s vision blurred as tears collected, spilling hopelessly and pathetically onto her hands, an no matter how she try, she could not will the pieces back together. The sound of him calling out to her over and over again ringing in her ears. He trusted her, and she wasn't’t there to protect him, and now… He was gone.
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