The maiden in the white flowered kimono made it to her destination finally the town almost lifeless no one was outside the lights from the candles were very dull. She made her way to the cabin she stayed in her child sleeping struggling for air as she laid the angel down to tend to her child trying to calm her down as much as she could. "...I brought help for you and the other children..."
Several long hours, or was it days, had passed since the girl he'd known as his wife in the past had taken the girl with black wings from him. His mind was focusing on but one thing, the retrieval of the angel, the black winged miracle, making him forget everything else, including how long he'd been following their trail. His horse walked slowly, tired from the long run, the lord atop it dropping from it's back to tie it off to a tree, "Rest noble friend... I'm sorry for pushing you... I just can't allow myself to lose another... to lose another that I care for..."
The little girl was held in her mother's arms coughing hard her body shaking from every cough. "...Mommy it hurts so bad..."
Setting up camp, he builds a fire, preparing to stay for the night to allow his faithful companion of many years, the snow white steed, to rest, knowing he'd be able to continue on the trail tomorrow, hoping by then it wouldn't be too late. As the night falls behind the trees a song could be heard coming from the mountain.
Still dressed in his full armor, sword between his legs hugged against his chest, he stares into the dancing flames of the fire, the song beginning to drift into his ears. The tone began to change drastically to sadness. "...Children run... the night will only take thy away... When morning comes your life belongs to him..."
His head lowers slowly as he continues to stare into the dancing flames, his eyes shaking ever so slightly, "Why... why do you do this to me fate... what sick game do you play with my life..."
Her child was finally able to sleep after her mother showed her small wooden box that held broken glass that shimmered in the moonlight the shape when placed together was that of a jeweled turtle. Laying down close to the fire, the lord's arms hold his katana close, orbs of blue being hidden behind the soft lids of flesh. "I'm coming... I'm coming for you... please, wait for me..." The song soon faded soon the night was chased by a golden orb rising in the east.
As the sun began to rise in the east, the man's eyes slowly opened, glancing to his horse that stood tall against the morning sun. "Good morning friend... I hope you rested well, we've got another long day ahead of us...," he says as he slowly begins to stand, glancing down at the extinguished coals as he places his katana back under his belt and walks towards the horse. After her child was in a deep peaceful sleep she stood quietly walking to the girl with the night colored wings starting to change the soiled bloodied bandages the bandage slowly humming.
Slinging his leg over the horses back, taking his seat in the saddle, he grips the reigns, giving them a light flick to signal for the horse to begin a slow pace towards the mountains, keeping to the trail left behind by those they followed, the trail left by the wings dragging along the ground. The winged girl's eyes opened slowly to reveal a dark dull color in her orbs as she sat up on the blanket. The horse keeps it's slow pace, the lord not pushing the horse as he had done the previous times, wanting to allow the horse to rest it's old frame, not wishing to harm one that was so faithful to him when so many things had gone so wrong.
The maiden smiled at the girl pushing her back slowly wanting her to rest fully as she covered her slowly with a blanket the maiden walking back to her bed laying beside her sick child. "...I promise to never let anything happen..."
Stopping near a stream, the man dismounts from the horse, leading it to the cool, clear water to allow it to drink, kneeling down himself and drinking from the water, allowing it to nourish his healing body, as he'd not eaten since he began his search. Her little girl began to cough badly again her mother pulling the child to her chest letting the girl struggle to sleep that way trying to help her breath starting to hum softly into her ear.
After taking a moment to drink, the man climbs back on the horse, this time requesting a faster speed of the beast, a light kick to the rear flanks sending the horse into a quickened trot, "Please wait for me... please... don't leave me... I'll do anything to not have to lose you..."
She ran her fingers through the child's dirty brown hair the child holding tightly to the box coughing madly still. Urging the horse to increase its pace, he looks ahead towards the mountains as they draw nearer, orbs of blue seeming to sadden as though he could feel the girl's pain, "Please, please don't go..." The maiden places both arms tightly around her child tears rolling down slowly. In the distance from the hut can be heard the loud clap of hooves against the hard ground, the man's eyes shaking more as he grows nearer still to the mountains. She remained where she sat her child finally able to sleep again. As he nears the rocky wall of the mountain, he looks around, face saddening as he at first doesn't see anything, as if the pair had disappeared. "NO! Please don't go!"
The maiden's ears pick up at his sound tears rolling down. "...Not yet..."
Tying the horse's reigns to a nearby tree, he paces alongside the mountain for a little ways, looking for any signs of a village, still not seeing it yet. A child's voice could be heard from the bushes that hide the village the sound the same as the one who sang the night before.
Just as he'd fallen to his knees in sadness at losing the trail, once more losing all that he held dear, he begins to hear the voice from the previous night. "Wh... Who's there...?" The child began to sing once again as the voice began to trail off towards the village. Lifting his head to the sound of the voice trailing away, he jumps to his feet, tossing down his helmet that he'd taken into his hands as he'd dropped to his knees. "No wait, don't go!" he yells as he chases after the sound of the voice, leading him to some bushes. Pushing them aside, he slowly steps into the village, eyes looking left and right at the huts hidden in the mountains. No sound could really be heard from in of the huts except small cries from the nearest hut.
Lifting his left hand to his hip, he grips the hilt of his katana, keeping it steady incase he came to need it in a hurry. Slowly making his way towards the hut, he lifts his right hand, placing it to the door and giving it a light push. The small child in her arms continued to cry from the pain her eyes opening slowly her blue eyes looking into the man's her eyes the same as his. His eyes fall on the crying child, finding their way to her own eyes and locking onto them. He could see and sense her pain, feeling that there was no threat within the room, he releases his katana and begins to make his way towards the bed.