Book 3 of the Tugsten Series
Following Season Five of The 100.
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#17 in clarkegriffin 02/11/2019
#9 in seasonfive 11/03/2020
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"You don't have to protect me anymore. You've done enough of that for six years."
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Procrastination is the art of delaying.
Unlike ninety percent of the population I hate it. I relish keeping busy and rushing around to remedy situations. It's my thing. A niche if you will. Sitting around idly has certainly never been my strong suit. That's why remaining behind the rockface is driving me mental. For the past however long we've been here I've been gazing over the gorge, thinking over plan after plan to get us home without any rescue mission necessary. The only thing I can think of is dragging Gaia and Indra across the gorge and even then there is too much risk and will take too much time. Yet we need a plan to get moving again. We can't remain where we are especially once dawn arrives. It'll be game over and as much as I love Finn and Wick I don't plan on abandoning Raven just yet.
Irritably huffing, I massage my temple as if it'll make the synapses in my mind pick up the pace.
Although Gaia's whimpering cuts through any thought I'd been onto. Peering past Bellamy to where Gaia rests in her mother's lap, I guiltily listen in as she murmurs weakly in Trig "Mother..."
"I'm here... my child", Indra assures her in Trig, gazing down at her daughter softer than I've ever seen Indra look at anyone.
Gaia's eyes hardly open, she tells her mother "You have to let me go."
"No", Indra swiftly replies, desperately stressing to Gaia "Wonkru will come for us. They will fight." Bellamy's head tilting around I capture his gaze with mine. I can see the guilt lying there. Both of us know Wonkru isn't coming for us. "Just hold on a little longer-"
"They won't come", Gia tiredly argued with Indra "Wonkru is broken." Gaia's head nestling further into Indra, I feel my heart clench when Gaia murmurs in Trig "My fight is over..."
Rolling my bottom lip between my teeth I shove the tears which are building in my eyes. Not ever did I imagine losing Gaia like this. Not this brutally. I'm glancing back over when Bellamy murmurs "Hey... no." Quietly, I watch the exchange as Bellamy crawls closer to Gaia "What about Madi?" At Bellamy's question Gaia's eyes peek open a little further, observing Bellamy stress to her "What kind of Flamekeeper leaves a twelve-year-old Commander to fend for herself? Keep fighting. If not for you, then for her."
