A/N: Fell then, this is my first time writing a Fate/Stay Night fanfiction, so please tell me what you think! I think there needs to be a bit more Caster love around here ;)
The rain was pounding on the earth, drumming against the woman's cloak as she stumbled along, thoroughly soaking her. She already felt chilled to the bone... It made no difference that her skin was nigh on frozen from the cold and the rain. Vision blurring, she cursed the uneven terrain, lashing out at the obstacles in her way, but even her feet refused to obey her, to kick the pebbles from her path.
Even mother Earth wishes for me to die... But I suppose it shouldn't be anything new for me... The Gods seem to like tampering with my life... Hands trembling, she gripped the rough bark of the trees as she hobbled along, the gnarled surface digging into her skin. She didn't care. Her mind was devoid of any emotion other than misery and bitterness. Head reeling, the forest trees swam in her sight, the subtle hues of green and brown, bleeding together. It was too much to ask, after all. She doubled-over, her initial strength quickly fading. She could already feel that her existence was nearing an end.
I can't even feel half my body anymore... And the rest feels like I've been shot multiple times and then run over by cattle. She couldn't control her movements much anymore so she collapsed on the filthy mixture of mud and rain. The viscous, clay-like mixture soiled her violet robes as she lay motionless on the ground, eyes feeling heavy.
How pathetic I must look, the former Princess of Colchis... Of course, I am no more now... I'm probably not fit to even be her footstool. She could not even muster the strength to hate the goddess that had wronged her. The familiar burning hatred she felt for the woman felt like a flickering flame on a dying candle right now. Tears pricked at her eyes, and she did not bother to stop it. The tears trailed down her aquiline nose, dripping to the earth. A drop in the ocean, she supposed.
Even a witch can cry... She mused with a morose half-smile. I suppose it is only natural... She was gazing blindly at the ground, the scent of a cleansed earth over-taking her senses. Even though I really am trying to do my best... The small tuft of grass in front of her was fading in and out of her vision now. I wonder why it is not allowed for me to be released from my sins...
The wind was howling now, eventually whipping the hood of her robes back, long tresses tangling in a dangerous tango with the wind. The branches moaned and groaned, straining against the brute force of the wind. The world was harsh, she knew this. Perhaps she shouldn't have hoped that it would change, even if she was summoned to a different era. But the Grail...
A strange sensation nudged the back of her mind, alerting her of someone approaching, but her mind processed the information too slowly, for she was sluggish with fatigue. Besides, it wasn't as if she was in any condition to actually defend herself. She was at the interloper's mercy.
A warm sensation began slowly seeping into her joints, and surprisingly, it seemed to momentarily blot out the pain. A branch snapped as the person approached. The footfalls stopped, and a sharp gasp could be heard from the sudden intake of breath. It was just enough for her to barely raise her head by several inches to catch a glimpse of the person.
Strangely, the person ran to her side, kneeling, in utter disregard for dirtying her clothes, next to Caster. All she could really see was her knees, and that she was wearing a short skirt.
"I have to get you out of here." Came the worried voice.
It sounds so... Inviting... And warm...Those were the last conscious thoughts she had though, for the world then faded to black.
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