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1258 A.D. Italy
A sick boy laid in a cot listening to his parents argue. A fire surrounded him with warmth as he thought of anything but his pain.
"He's dying, Martha! And there is nothing we can do." The boy's father screamed at his crying wife.
"What about Reynold? She and Elizabeth are out looking for the berries the apothecary says will heal our boy. We have to try Patrik." The wife argued.
"You don't actually believe that'll work, do you?. That... that witch will do anything for shillings." The man scoffed.
Martha stayed quiet and left the room. She headed over to see her son lying by the fire with his eyes open.
"Oh my sweet boy." She whimpered. "Reynold and Elizabeth will be back soon and you'll be better again." She brushed some hair from his face. Martha stood up wiping her tears and began walking away.
"Mother..."
Martha quickly turned around and sat next to her son. "Yes my boy? What is it you speak?"
"Water... please." The boy started coughing.
"I'll be right back." She came back with a bowl of water and helped her son sit up. "Here. Drink up."
As he was drinking, in the distance the two heard faints shouts. Soon the shouts got louder and more desperate and they realized it was Reynold. Martha rushed out the door and saw her husband. A crowd of village people looked over at the girl.
"Mother! Father!" The two could make out a figure running from the woods. As she got closer they saw blood on her and a girl in her arms.
Martha put her hands over her mouth as she realized who it was in Reynold's arms. Tears began to streak down her cheeks. Patrik also noticed the figure and immediately ran toward his daughters.
"What happened!" He shouted as he kneeled in front of the two. Reynold was already sitting on the ground as she placed her younger sister on the grass.
"W-we were out loo- looking for the berries," she wiped her tears and took a deep breath, "and- and.."
"And what girl? Spit it out!" Patrik said as he slapped his daughter.
Reynold took a final breath. "We heard wolves and Elizabeth got scared but I told her to brush it off. They got closer and closer and before I could tell Beth to run, they attacked us. I was able to eventually fight them off with a stick but not before they got to her. She was bleeding a lot and she wasn't moving. I didn't know what to do." Reynold finally let her tears streak down her face.
Patrik put his youngest daughter in his arms and began stroking her face. "Oh my girl. My sweet sweet girl..." He looked back up at Reynold with hatred in his eyes. "This is your fault! You did this!"
"Patrik! Calm down. Calm
dow-" Martha couldn't finish her sentence as she came up behind her husband and saw her daughter's mangled body. "Elizabeth! What have they done to you!" She sobbed as she sat next to her husband. "What happened?" She looked between Reynold and her husband. Patrik was stilling glaring at his tear struck daughter.
He let out a bitter laugh. "I don't know. Why don't you ask her."
"Reynold, what happened?" Martha looked at her oldest child with desperation.
"I- I couldn't save her..." Reynold look at her dead sister.
Martha broke down even more as she grabbed Elizabeth's hand. "Why is this happening? Am I not already punished enough, God?" She screamed out.
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𝑬𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 (G!P)
Lãng mạn"Why did you leave me? You abandoned me without a second thought. I hate you!" "My love, I could never abandon you. The gods above would have to drag my body from earth for me to leave you. And even then, I would crawl back to you." ...
