Sansa had a secret.
At the change of every season, a beautiful stranger would visit her in the woods. It was a promise made long ago, one that kept her going back into the forest in search of him every day.
Only at the change of the seasons could...
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Sansa stood over the patient, checking the monitor and shaking her head at the slow rhythmic beats.
"We'll have to take him off soon."
She nodded at Doctor Nox's words.
She was a healer, not a surgeon or doctor. But even she could tell that this male's minutes were slowly coming to their final ones.
"This is your first..." Doctor Nox cleared his throat, unable to finish the sentence.
He moved towards the male, sighing and shaking his head when he found nothing positive.
"The family has already been by."
"Let me do it."
Doctor Nox looked at Sansa critically.
"Are you sure?"
She moved closer to the elder male, taking his hand in her own. Even if he couldn't feel her warmth, something inside her wanted him to still have a presence next to him.
"Yes. I'm sure."
Doctor Nox watched her for a few seconds, evaluating Sansa before nodding and leaving the room.
She sat down next to the male, leaning her head down.
"Simon...I wish you all the happiness the Moon may offer. I wish you a safe journey to your soul's rest and an eternity of peace waiting for you ahead."
She smiled, rising to stop the machines and slowly unplug the last one.
Something changed in the room.
Sansa gasped, dropping the chart she was holding.
She stood still, closing her eyes as she felt a shadow of something slip by her. She didn't know what it was. She couldn't understand the feeling of it. It brushed her cheek. Faintly but there.
She opened her eyes, whirling around, tears coming to her face as she frantically searched the room.
"Night?"
She immediately felt foolish for calling out his name.
She shivered, remembering the feeling that she had felt just moments ago.
Doctor Nox entered the room, freezing at the tears on Sansa's face.
"Sansa..." there was something close to respect and disapproval in his tone.
Sansa quickly whipped away her tears, wanting to explain, but at the same time knowing it was better not to.
Doctor Nox only shook his head and patted her shoulder, telling her she could leave the room if she needed to.
She nodded and numbly walked out.
But she didn't have the heart to tell the doctor that it had nothing to do with the soul that had passed away.
