Glass Wings

2

As they moved closer to the centaur camp, Ivana though tired, managed to keep her tears at bay trying to stay strong, for herself, and for her sleeping daughter but the sound of the closing in vicious beasts scared her so, the phantom images of her husband's body floating in her mind, the desth of a man whom she only holds a love and a promise hurts her this much what would the extent of damage be done to his daughter, his flesh and blood a man she not only loves and worships but has also spent her whole life with, after all while the words of the issue cut deep the mind can kill just from the pain brought to them by the situation...this situation...this situation where while hundreds of lives are lost two lives are now balancing in her hands

While stuck in her ever spiralling mind Ivana didn't notice the sharp branch coming closer and closer till the blinding pain of her wings ripping brought her back to the situation, her body tumbled to the ground, due to her being on her mothers back the sleeping Neavera endured the painful fall to the ground waking her and stealing the breath from her lungs
"Neavera!" Her mother yelled, her mind forgetting the danger currently tracking them drown
Shuffling towards the small girl that was struggling to catch her breath, Ivana winced as she moved the pain springing from her wing unbearable, grabbing Neavera she lifted her back off the ground, looking at her wings she breathed out a sigh of relief as her daughters wings weren't damaged at the fall, she watched as the girl slowly caught her breath, taking a quick glance at their surroundings hoping the wolves weren't close by, keeping her hold on her daughter she slowly stood with a slight wobble and a pained whimper

Opening her wings she let out a loud pained gasp, as burning pain rushed throughout her body, looking back her eyes land on her wings, the sight bringing small tears to her eyes, her left wing quite violently torn up, she would not be able to fly like this, sinking back to the ground with a sob, she allowed herself to cry freely pressing her face into her daughters hair
"Mama?" Neavera shakily called out confused with what's happening
"It's okay baby, it's okay" Ivana whispered, trying to reassure the both of them
The sound of the horrid deathly fate that follows them getting closer, each snarl and growl sending shivers down her spine, Ivana had to be brave now, for her daughter, for herself and for her husband, she has to make the same choice he made, give time for their daughter to live, lifting her head she takes a deep breath, lifting Neavera to stand, the girl watches as her mother reaches behind her neck unclasping her necklace with shaking hands
"I want you to take this okay, it's mama's betrothal necklace, it's my promise to dada...with this you'll always remember us..." Ivana croaked out with a sniffle
Picking up the bag filled with Neavera's belongings, placing the necklace inside she slipped the bag onto the young girls back as the young fae watches her mother confused and upset
"When Mama says so I want you to run in the same direction we where going before... don't stop for anything okay? And I mean anything...Mama will be right behind you" Ivana ordered, lying at the end
"But Mama..." Neavera whispered

Ivana gently placed her hands on Neavera face, brushing the hair from her eyes, her eyes tearing up as she gives a small sad smile, stroking her thumb softly over her small blushed cheeks, leaning forward she places a light kiss on the top of Neavera's head, a small sob escaping, with her eyes closed she leaned back not wantingthe time with her daughterto end yet, breathing out she opened her eyes, she saw tears gathering in her daughters eyes, Ivana didn't want this for them she wishes that they were home with her husband alive and well
"Go now baby, I'll be right behind you, remember to keep running no matter what... I love you sweet girl" she said giving Neavera's back a small push forward
Neavera first steps were hesitant, looking back at here mother who just gives her a smile and nods, gripping the bag strap she started running, not knowing where she was going, each step clumsy and slow

What felt like years of running to the young fae child was merely minutes beforesomethingforcedher bodyto stop a shocked and scared gasp leavingher as a nightmare inducing sound was heard, a loud scream echoing through the icy trees
"Where's mama" she sobbed out terrified , her eyes darting around her
Her body freezes as she hears snarling and loud rushing footfalls coming closer
"Mama said don't stop...but I'm scared!" she said, starting to cry once again
"Little fairy, we know where you are,  your fear smells delicious" A deep gravely voice taunted from the distance
Whimpering she spins around, not sure which way she was running every direction looking the same as the last, the snow on the ground didn't help the cold dulling her young senses, she starts biting at the skin on her lips, a habit she got when she's frustrated, the subtle pain calming her, her parents tried to break the habit but they couldn't stop it, there were now small bearly noticeable scars, once she was calmer than before she let out a sigh and chose a random direction and started running

One thought ringing through her mind
'I hope Mama and dada can find me now'