Ryvre gasped. 'Butterfly...' she thought. 'Someone has called me that before. But who?' A gust of wind blew her out of consentration, and into shivvering. She kneeled down next to the unconscious boy as it began snowing hard. Ryvre's eyes closed slowly as snow toppled over her. Visions of some time came to her...
A tall teen with short black hair and ocean green eyes was standing on top of a rock sticking out of a steep cliff. There was a boy next to her, also a teen, with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. The girl stepped forward, her toes now off the rock. The boy jumped over and held her arm with a frightened look.
The girl turned her head slowly to the boy and whispered, "Stop it, Heart."
"Cacee, no!" he yelled desperatly, his voice echoing throughout the cayon (did i spell that right...?). "You don't have to do this."
"Please, let me be," she whispered calmly, releasing her arm from his grip. "This is my choice."
"But there's another choice too! Choose that one, please! Please."
"I said no. Please let me do this; it was your choice to come." Cacee seemed extremely serious about whatever she was going to do. "Goodbye, Heart. Take care of our Sarra."
"No, my butterfly, don't go..."
"I deserve this. I love you, and i always will..."
Cacee stood on the edge and let herself fall forward. Heart gasped a a rattling breath, and when she was fully off the cliff, he slid himself into sitting position, and cried.
A tall teen with short black hair and ocean green eyes was standing on top of a rock sticking out of a steep cliff. There was a boy next to her, also a teen, with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. The girl stepped forward, her toes now off the rock. The boy jumped over and held her arm with a frightened look.
The girl turned her head slowly to the boy and whispered, "Stop it, Heart."
"Cacee, no!" he yelled desperatly, his voice echoing throughout the cayon (did i spell that right...?). "You don't have to do this."
"Please, let me be," she whispered calmly, releasing her arm from his grip. "This is my choice."
"But there's another choice too! Choose that one, please! Please."
"I said no. Please let me do this; it was your choice to come." Cacee seemed extremely serious about whatever she was going to do. "Goodbye, Heart. Take care of our Sarra."
"No, my butterfly, don't go..."
"I deserve this. I love you, and i always will..."
Cacee stood on the edge and let herself fall forward. Heart gasped a a rattling breath, and when she was fully off the cliff, he slid himself into sitting position, and cried.