Short Stories of Mine!

Winter Days of Lost Souls

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Warning: Sad and Loss/Grief

The song is what makes me think of him enjoy!

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Winter started not with a howling wind but a whisper so soft that I missed it. Snow hadn’t been falling, and I hadn’t assumed that Winter had even started. It made me nervous during winter some can say winter was a good time of year especially that holiday known as Christmas, the time to spend with friends and family. But I had had none around me for many months now.

My fiance, Zora was traveling hearing appearance of her father and wanting to strike him down. My friend more like brother, Rory, was on another mission, going to kill a dragon that had been destroying towns killing many innocents, for his God.

Then there was me alone well alone until the door sprang open. I jumped to my feet, pulling out a dagger ready for anything. Rory came inside carrying a young elf not that I cared about the elf for now.

Rory dropped the screaming, violent elf and fell to one knee reaching out towards me. I was in front of him within seconds taking his hand.

“Ro, what’s the matter?” I asked, noticing how sick and pale he was.

“Jarred I have little time,” Rory explained coughing. “The child was trying to jump off a cliff make sure she doesn’t die.”

“Guards!” I called. A few of my guards came inside the room at my command. “Take her to the dungeon but the good cell I will talk to her later.”

“No, wait!” The elf said trying to escape, but my best guard carried her down. “Let me go!!”

“Jare I don’t know how to tell you this,” Rory whispered tears running down his face, “Zora is dead.”

No, she couldn’t be he had to be delusional. “Don’t lie to me,” I said through gritted teeth.

“I couldn’t and wouldn’t do that to you,” Rory said pulling a necklace out placing it in my hand.

It was hers she was dead and with that my heart shattered in millions of pieces. Oh, it hurt so bad but I have to take care of Rory she would have wanted that.

I took a deep breath as Rory’s grip tightened around my hand and he fell to the ground. “Rory hold on!” I said leaning back and yelling, “Get me a medic now!”

“Jarred I should have saved her I am so sorry it's all my fault,” Rory said as he pulled out an envelope with my name on it, “Take this it was her last wish.”

“Rory right now what matters is getting you back to normal we will worry about everything else later!”
He shook his head and said with a sad smile, “It’s my time Jarred I cannot live with how many people that have died because of me.”

“No! I won’t allow it!”

“Goodbye Jarred you will always be like a brother to me,” Rory said his grip loosing, and the light faded slowly from his eyes.

“No! You bastard come back! Don’t leave me here alone!” I said pounding on his chest a tear spattering on his worn out shirt.

The medic rushed in and I backed off waiting patiently for news. The medic checked for a heartbeat but there was none.

“Get out all of you now!”

“But Jarred-"

“Now!” I screamed and waited until all of them left before I collapsed in grief in front of Rory.

I sobbed I hadn’t done that in years but it hurt so bad for him and Zora were gone never to take a breath. Never be able to laugh with them again. Never say I do and kiss Zora on our wedding day. I looked down at the letter the dreaded last words of Zora. I picked it up hesitantly and read it through.

My jaw dropped a couple of times not sure on how Zora could have gotten into such a situation with so much death. She was a retired necromancer how does this stuff happen to her.
I read about her journey down in necropolis. I read about Etta and how proud of her I was. Not that she ever met me.

A tear fell from my eye again when I realized that child would never trust me enough to adopt her. Zora and I were going to adopt Etta we just didn’t get the right moments for her to meet me.

I closed my eyes as some of my hopes and dream crumpled up and died. But that was never known to stop me. I leaned over Rory searching for more information about Etta and Zora. Rory had a small letter in his pocket explaining that he wasn’t able to save Etta as well.

I could say I was angry but that wouldn’t classify how upset that made me. It enraged me I lost everyone I have ever loved and there was nothing that I could do to bring them back to save them.

I couldn’t save the others and now I couldn’t save the new family I had created. But I stood and wiped my tears away, not caring how much it broke my heart.

“Sam!” I called, and he came, “Pay for a grave to be made.”

“But sir doesn’t he always come back-" Sam started.

“Not this time.”

“Sir, I am so sorry for your-” Sam started.

“I am your boss right,” I said cutting him off he nodded and I continued, “I gave you an order so follow it.”

Sam’s mouth dropped never have seeing me so retracted. “Yes sir, “ he responded and left.

I sat in my chair not caring about anything except the one thing that never ever fell: my status at being one of the strongest criminal head gang members of the continent. 
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Author’s Note:
What do you think of Jarred? 

Is he what you thought he would be like?

What shocked him so much from the letter?

How did you guys like it?

Anyway, hope you enjoyed see you guys later!!