Hello everybody. Here I am, with a new chapter, after having been absent for a really long time. I guess I didn't really know what to write, but the new year has come, and I decided to become a bit more active here on the fandom. So, this is a chapter I wrote quite a long time ago, a Larik, which was requested by a guest. After this there will be a Faya and after that I guess I will look through my reviews to see if there is a nice shipping requested which I can write a story about, or you can request a new shipping you'd like me to write about. Anyway, let's get to the story.
A few months after my mission with the four fallen, and Tarik, I received word that Tarik had been bitten by Gerathon, and was on the brink of death.
I of course immediately went to Greenhaven, terribly afraid I would be too late. But I guess I was kind of lucky.
When I arrived, Rollan, Abeke and Conor brought me to his room immediately.
'He's unconscious,' Rollan told me. 'And probably not going to make it past this night,' he added, his eyes starting to form tears.
I opened the door slowly, afraid of what I would see.
He was lying on the bed, limp. His skin had a slightly greenish tint and his eyes were closed. It was nearly as if he was dead, and for a second I thought I was too late. Until I saw his chest rise, very slightly.
I rushed forward, kneeling next to his bed, and taking his hand in mine tightly.
'Lishay.' I looked back. It had been Olvan who had said it. I simply nodded as in a greeting.
After a short while Olvan anf the three children left me alone with Tarik. I stayed with him the entire night.
The next morning, I was awoken by silence. Had I fallen asleep?
I looked at Tarik, and my heart crashed down. He was completely still, no heartbeat or any other sign of life. I was numb for a few seconds, until reality washed over me. He was gone! Tears fell down my cheeks and I let them. I fell over his chest and sobbed into it. No, no, no, no, no!
The last bit of a feeling I had was arriving in Greenhaven. And then, nothing. Until, suddenly, I awoke.
Somebody was crying, I noticed immediately. I blinked a few times and saw who. 'Lishay,' I managed to say.
My head shot up. What!? He was alive.
'But... You... You were...Dead?' It was a question and a statement and all he did was was shrug a little, although I could see it hurt him. 'I guess not.'
I flung my arms around his neck and cried again, only this time from happiness. 'I thought I had lost you forever.'
'Sshh,' he whispered and wrapped his arms around my back, even though that must have hurt him. 'I'll never leave you.'
Through the tears, I smiled. He smiled too and bend forward. His kiss was gentle, and it lasted for a long time. We didn't even notice the door opening.
When we finally broke apart, someone behind us said. 'Well, what a welcome back.'
I turned around and saw Olvan (who had said it), Lenori, Rollan, Conor and Abeke standing there.
I blushed a deep red and suddenly Tarik kissed me again. 'Don't worry about them,' he whispered. I still blushed but let him wrap an arm around my back. I leaned my head on his shoulder and smiled softly. Even brighter when Tarik whispered. 'I love you.'
A bit sugar sweet, but hey, sometimes that's nice too. I hope you did like this chapter, the next will be a Faya, like I already said, and then... I don't know. We'll see. Bye!