Onyx

Part 8

This takes place the night after Part 7.

I shot upright, shaking. Memories attacked me from all sides. I looked at the sleeping figure of my husband, and levitated myself to the door to our suite of rooms silently.

I touched down and walked a few steps, my bare feet making almost no noise against the marble hallway. I growled under my breath, kicking off and soaring to the airlock, the gateway between the Sanctuary and the desert. The door opened soundlessly at my touch, showing the stars stretching across the sky.

I moved my wings faster, flying at an unimaginable speed. Upon clearing the atmosphere, I just hovered, admiring the beauty of the stars, the earth and the sunrise peeking over the horizon. I manipulated my power, manifesting a small island of sorts to sit on.

Images flashed through my head, playing themselves on the crystal I was sitting on. Mother, suspended in sky crystal, stab wounds and magic burns covering her body, iridescent blood covering her clothes. Aunt Goldie, frozen mid flight, life force yanked right out of her by my own carelessness. RC smiling peacefully, embracing death as the end of her suffering, at only 8 years old.

Tears slipped down my face, sky crystal flowers forming where they landed. "I give up. I'm done losing people." My thoughts whirling, I stood at the edge of the island. I heard wingbeats behind me and jumped.

I was falling

Spinning through the air

Towards the death I welcomed

I heard Lyulf cry out for me to snap out of it, to open my wings and to survive

But no.

I'm not surviving this time.

This time,

I'm done.

I hit the ground and landed in a crater, obviously created by the impact. I sat up, groaning. I was in immeasurable pain. Then I remembered, immortals don't die. As a goddess, I can't die.

Lyulf landed next to me and picked me up. He was panicking. He sent out distress call after telepathic distress call. I began slipping from consciousness and the last thing I saw was Lyulf open a portal.

Then came the thing I wanted most.

Then came the darkness.