Departure from life

[Irania]

Irania was weak after being released from the prison with no healing before or after. She was weak and afraid...remembering each of the skeletal remains that lay strewn about the cell. She now made her way North to the castle with little energy and no will to go live.

Irania stops crawling and turns to face the male elf who guided her.

"Please. Do it now." Her voice was a whisper.

"What? Murder you?!" She nodded and tried to take no notice of his hesitation.

"I am dying already...I must go meet him."She bagan to wonder how he would do it. Break her neck? Slit her throat? Suffocation? Either way the elf gave a slow nod, knowing it was what she truley wanted. Irania Closed her eyes and though about getting back to the north where she would live as another form for as long as she needed.

"I....You really believe I should? You know what this means right...?" Irania nods and takes a breath, readying for the oncoming death.

The elf raised the staff and brought it down upon her with immense force, leaving a pool of blood soaking into her dark hair. The spirit now made it's way from her body.

"Thank you...."

"Perhaps someday I will be ready to revive..."

"Not to mention it...you where a friend,...."

"But not for...a long while..."

The elf waves sadly, gazing at her as she began to make her way to the northern castle where her lover waited.

"I have returned Sweet Konstantin."

[Kasume]

Kasume popped a grape into his mouth and happily strolled around in the forest. Following the road to the prison. He carried a knewly crafted sword that was shiethed to his side. As he approached the prison he whispered loudly...

"Irania?"

Yet no answer. He whispered again.

"Irania? Are you still in there?"

Kasume shrugged. Assuming she had been sleeping. Unsheithing the sword, he stabbed the cold wet morning ground. Sitting against the prison, he waited. For the lost woman to awaken.