Broken

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I rocked back and forth, spasms wracking my body as it hit me. Sheogorath... I was never going to see him again. I clutched the sides of my head, my fingernails drawing blood. But as the crimson liquid spilled into my eyes, I realized I didn't care about the self-inflicted wounds. Nothing mattered. Nothing at all. Everything was dead without him.

"Crucible... guards, save him... Saints, Seducers, Haskill..." I scrambled to my feet, feeling nothing where the door had been. Was it a dream?! Was he a dream?! "The door, the door, the door... where is the door?! Jyggalag, oh, how could you... oh gods, my love... Sheogorath..." I heard a slight noise to my left, and my gaze met another woman's. My attention soon shifted from the stranger to my insane thoughts. "The Scroll, time and rhyme... Brain pies and purple butterflies, my Lord lies and flies... oh, lie he did... Oh, no... Or does he?! Yes, no, my Madgod... my Sheogorath..."

My insanity swirled deeper. "I cannot see you, My Lord! Where are you, love?!" I pounded the ground, noises that sounded like choked sobs coming from my throat. Then I screamed. A pure screech of unrelenting agony, that could only be made by someone in true pain.

Up above, the thunder rumbled, and the downpour soaked me to the bone. But I didn't care. I couldn't care, when he was gone. When he'd left me. Oh, my love... I cannot live without you...

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Note: @firebug_96 inspired this chapter! The woman on the island is actually her character!

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