Setting: It has been one agonizing month since Lyka slipped into her coma. Despite the royal family's constant vigilance, her condition worsens with each passing day. The light that usually filled her face has dimmed, and her breathing has grown shallow, each breath more labored than the last.
Scene: Lyka's Bedchamber
Mira sits by Lyka's bedside, gently running her fingers through Lyka's silver hair, her heart heavy with sorrow. She has barely left Lyka's side since the incident, her eyes constantly brimming with tears that she fights to hold back.
Mira: (Whispering, her voice wavering)
"Lyka... please, just open your eyes. I need to see you smile again. You can't leave us... you can't leave me."
As Mira slides her hand over Lyka's cheek, she suddenly feels the faint rhythm of Lyka's heartbeat grow weaker beneath her touch. Panic overtakes her as she watches Lyka's chest rise and fall, each breath shallower than the last.
Mira: (Voice trembling with terror)
"No... no, no, no... please, Lyka, stay with us!"
Mira springs to her feet, her voice breaking as she calls out for help.
Mira:
"Someone, help! Please, someone, come quickly!"
Moments later, the doors burst open as King Elric and Queen Alicia rush in, their faces etched with worry and dread. The royal doctor follows closely, his expression grim as he quickly assesses Lyka's condition.
Queen Alicia: (Voice choked, reaching for Lyka's hand)
"My sweet girl... no, this can't be happening."
King Elric: (His hand resting on Lyka's forehead, his face lined with worry)
"She's slipping away, isn't she?"
The royal doctor, his own voice steady yet deeply concerned, leans in to listen to Lyka's faint breathing, his eyes filling with sorrow as he turns to the king and queen.
Royal Doctor:
"Her heartbeat... it's dangerously low, Your Majesties. We're doing everything we can, but... it may be her spirit is too far gone."
Mira's face crumples with despair, and she sinks to her knees beside Lyka's bed, her hand still clutching Lyka's weakly as if to keep her from drifting away.
Mira: (Voice breaking)
"Please, Lyka... please don't leave us. Don't leave me..."
Scene Shift: Lyka's Inner Dream
Lyka walks through a vast, endless field of light, feeling warmth but also a peculiar emptiness. With each step, the light grows brighter, more consuming, beckoning her to move forward. The further she goes, the weaker she feels, as if something is slowly pulling her spirit from her body.
Lyka: (Looking around, her voice soft and dazed)
"Where am I? Why does this place feel... like the end?"
She takes another step forward, the light intensifying, until a gentle yet firm hand grasps her arm, halting her. She turns, and her breath catches as she sees two familiar faces — faces she thought she'd never see again.
There, standing in the soft glow of light, are Baren and Sera, her true parents from Eldoria, their faces kind and loving, just as she remembered.
Lyka: (Eyes filling with tears, her voice trembling)
"Papa... Mama... is it really you?"
Baren: (Smiling warmly, his voice filled with gentle strength)
"Yes, my little mage. It's us. We've been watching over you, always."
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The Lost Mage's Journey
Fantasythis is a long story of how Lyka becomes the great magician
