It hurt more than you had ever felt.
Sometimes it was just a few petals, other days the flowers would come pouring out of you. It hurt so bad, but not because you were coughing them up. It was because you were still, after all this time, coughing them up.
And he never could come to the conclusion why.
You heaved, leaning over to choke out a few more flowers. The dirt ran into your nails as you pushed against the ground. The cool night air blew against you gently and if you hasn't been in such pain, you would have enjoyed the night.
"Still going?"
Looking up, you met the gaze of a caramel-haired male, "Never stops."
The sound of more flowers coming up stopped your voice and his response was silence as more petals fell.
He loves me not
He loves me not
He loves me not
" Katelyn just sent for you," Laurence's voice eased back into your ears, " They say they've found a potion in Brightport to stop it."
You stayed silent until you whispered, "How?"
"When the love is gone, the flowers are gone."
He loves me not
He loves me not
He loves me not
"You don't have to, though," He murmured.
The flowers came out of you with a scream. Your throat was on fire and your eyes burned. The ground below took the flowers planted into it with love. Through your tears, you could see fields and fields of flowers, years of pain, years of love never to be returned.
HE LOVES ME NOT
HE LOVES ME NOT
HE LOVES ME NOT
"When?" Your voice came out raspy.
"Now."
Your mind burned as you pushed yourself up. Your heart burned as your foot hit the wood of the ship. Your throat continued to burn as another flower passed through them.
You could feel your hand start to burn as well. He would press his lips against it when you had first curtsied to him. He would take your hand, and hold it tight when you cried. He would pull you through the woods when arrows flew and his home was being destroyed. He would grip it as you promised to come back.
Your lips burned from the first time he pressed his against yours. When the two of you would leave behind balls and lavish parties to run through the pastures, he would kiss you back. His lips would form a smile when you broke away for air.
Your eyes burned as the sight of the arrows falling down caught up. Your eyes would widen and his would scream for you to run and suddenly, your eyes could find him any more.
Your heart burned into itself as the blond who shared his own flesh and blood whispered words of heartbreak and loss.
You burned when he left.
"We're here, Y/N."
You couldn't hear anything but your own voice anymore.
HE LOVES ME NOT
HE LOVES ME NOT
HE LOVES ME NOT
A potion was handed to you. The frosty glass felt like it was melting in you trembling hand. Tears streaked down your face and onto your hand.
HE LOVES ME NOT
"All you have to do is drink it," Katelyn stated. You raised the glass to your lips.
HE LOVES ME NOT
The liquid looked so fresh, so new and inviting. A relief to the tears shed.
HE LOVES ME NOT
You poured the drink down your throat. Your burning insides cooled as the potion dove through your body. The fire was replaced with ice-cold numbness.
I love him not
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Slash and Burn is a a farming technique that consists of burning all the plants in one area and replanting plants that are fertilized by the burned former plants.
This was way shorter than it looks, only 600 words. Sorry, @insanitics, I meant for it to be longer.
BUT YEAH PROPS TO @insanitics FOR THIS AWESOME PROMPT, I CHANGED IT A BIT BUT ITS SUPER AWESOME AND SO ARE THEY
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