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Finn

Drip…drop…drip…drop
Where am I?
Drip…drop…drip…drop
Huh…?
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Brown hair…sparkling hazel eyes…radiant smile…soft hands…
Drip…drop…drip…drop
Who is that?
Drip…drop…drip…drop
Mine…ores…late…inn…Luna…
Drip…drop…drip…drop
What…?
Drip…drop…drip…drop
Run…mine cart…cave…darkness…
Drip…drop…drip…drop
Sudden…anxiety…fear…scream…
Drip…drop…drip…drop
Darkness…Darkness…Darkness…
Drip…drop…drip…drop
Ly…Mo…Mol…
"MOLLY!"

The little Harvest Sprite gasped and quickly rose into a sitting position. He hugged himself and shuddered, eyes wide open. Droplets of water solemnly fell onto the ground. Finn tried to looked around him, but the darkness draped the cave like a blanket.
"Molly…" he whispered.

Small beads of tears rolled down Finn's cheeks. He wasn't able to save her. That young sweet girl, that the Harvest Goddess had specifically told him to aid and protect. Upon realizing his failure, he began to sob. Molly was always there for him- how many nights did she wake up when he felt sad about his form or his lack of power, only to wrap him with her soothing and encouraging words? How many times did she ignore or refuse invitations from different townspeople to spend the day with them, solely because she had promised him that she'd take him to beach? How many times did she stand up for him and praise him in front of the Harvest King?
She is his best friend. His only friend. And now, he had just failed her.
His sobs grew louder.

Get up.
Finn stopped abruptly and looked up.
Get up Finn.
Finn's heart was drumming hard in his chest; he gingerly looked around. But no..no one was around.
Someone else is here too Finn and she needs you.
Get up.
The little Harvest Sprite let out a squeal in fear. Who was that? It sounded familiar…
Rubbing his head, he thought slowly- then it hit him.
"The Harvest Goddess!"
He felt a sudden surge of warmth and a wave of energy pulsate throughout soul. He had a mission to fulfill and a friend to save.
"Thank you!" he squirmed.

Finn stood up cautiously onto his feet, gave himself a shake and tried to lift himself up into the air, only to have a current of acute pain make him fall back to the ground. Sobbing in agony, he turned around to look at his wings. His left wing was twisted into a painful position. Just looking at it made his stomach lurch. He whimpered and rubbed his arms in defeat.
She needs you.
That's right. Molly needed him. And nothing will come in his way! Not his small size, not his lack of power and not his inexperience in magic! His love for her is big and strong enough to move mountains- he was certain, and that was all he needed.
Determination once again rolling back into him, Finn slowly rose again and started to make his way around the murky pit.

"Molly!" Finn cried.

Arms spread in front of him for guidance, he snaked between and around rocks and pebbles ten times his size- nearly running into a couple of rocks. The earth squelched beneath him and water kept dripping and dropping in the background. Suddenly, a handful of mud fell onto him, making him fall facedown into the ground. Groaning in annoyance, he rose onto his legs and wiped his face and clothes, fixing his orange hat. Harrumphing, he walked away and continued his search.

"Molly!" he kept crying.

Avoiding more rocks and boulders, he found himself walking right into a flat surface. Grabbing his tiny nose in pain, he mumbled and cursed the boulder. Finn stood up and cleaned himself again. He outstretched his hands and touched it.
"Huh," he said, "this is not a rock."
The surface wasn't as cool as a rock and it was smoother. It didn't have a texture similar to a rock's either. He continued to examine the object and walk alongside it- feeling every corner, every vertex, every indent. Finn figured it was rectangular.
"GODDESS! IT'S THE MINE CART!" he fidgeted, "MOLLY!"
As adrenalin rushed through his veins, Finn circled the cart again hoping he'd find his friend close by- grabbing handfuls of air during his panic.
"MOLLY MOLLY MOLLY MOLLY!"
He ran around aimlessly screaming, yelling her name. Absorbed in his own pandemonium, he ran into something supple. The cart jerked slightly and he heard a soft moan.
"MOLLY!" he jumped and tried to locate her- but it was fruitless, it was too dark.

Breathing wildly he stopped and attempted to calm himself down. He had to find her, but he can't see where he was going; the dimness seemed almost tangible. An idea came to him; he wasn't sure if he could do it, but he's going to try for Molly's sake. Spreading his legs slightly and fixing his stance, Finn took a deep, long calming breath. Then he shut his eyes, spread his palms in front of him and began to concentrate his energy and power on them. Focusing his every might and pushing every muscle, every cell in his petite body.

Light, light, light, light, light, light, light, light, liiiight!

Heat expanded and grew warming his face. He opened his eyes and they swelled with wonder. An orb of light levitated between his palms. Suppressing his glee, he directed the orb around him. Now that there is light, he could see better. His eyes danced in search of Molly. Finn found her and he sprinted towards her.

She was laying facedown, half her body hidden under the cart. Finn rushed to her and gently stroked her face.
"Molly…"
A stream of blood cascaded down her pallid face from her nose and scalp. Molly's hair was tousled. Her face was covered with splotches of mud, dust and dirt. Her right knee was twisted oddly and her breathing was shallow and rapid. Tears flowed Finn's eyes once again and he buried his head in her shoulder crying. Molly shuffled and moaned.
"Hurts…"
Finn got up quickly.
"Molly can you hear me?" he exclaimed, "It's Finn!"
Molly slowly opened her eyes- recognizing the figure in front of her, she smiled.
"Finn…" Molly whispered "Finn…it hurts..."
"It's alright! I'm here!" he rubbed her cheek and sobbed, "I'm here…"
As he soothed her, Molly began to close her eyes again.
"No! No!" he yelped, "stay with me Molly, stay with me!"
Her eyes stayed shut.
"Please, please…" Finn sniveled, "don't leave me..."
Her eyes didn't bulge.
"Don't leave me alone," Finn bawled, "don't…please.."
"I'm… right…here…" she answered him. Finn's heart leapt in joy and relief. He let out the breath that he was holding.
"Yes, don't go, don't leave, please…"
"I…won't" Molly slightly opened her eyes, still smiling, "I…won't"

He began to think fast. Molly was not in a very good shape and he wasn't sure how long she can hang on. Finn realized that she was shaking and shivering from the cold. He squirmed- that was not a good sign. He had to go get help fast. And there was only one way out. Finn looked up towards the railings and spoke to Molly,
"Molly?"
"Mhmm…"She replied distantly.
"I'm going to get help, okay?"
"Mhmm…"
"Okay?" looking at her now.
"Mhmm…" she nodded eyes closed and smile still lingering.
"Hang in there for me, I'll be back soon."
She nodded again and barely stifled a groan.
"Don't go…" Finn looked at her helplessly, eyes watering again. He looked up again.
"Finn…?" Molly murmured.
"Yeah?"
"I love you little guy…" she sincerely beamed at him, "you rock my socks off…"
Finn's heart swelled and a tear escaped his eyelids.
"I love you too…"he whispered.

Positioning the orb of light above him, he straightened his posture- head held up high- and closed his eyes again. He thrust their friendship, his love for her, every bittersweet memory, every long hot day out on the ranch, every quiet warm night by the lighthouse, every laugh they had shared, every lake of tears they had drowned in, every saccharine blueberry pie they dug into, every hearty tomato soup they gulped, everything…he poured everything. Vibes began to rattle the atmosphere around him. Finn glimmered. Ringlets of power vibrated around him- going up and down repeatedly. It moved towards his left wing and straightened it. Clenching his jaw and knuckles, he pulled the upsurge of power and tried to contain it. When it was all restrained, with a roar, he let go of it. The explosion of power gave him an uplift and a strong thrust upwards. Finn opened his eyes and began to bat his small wings swiftly. He reached the railings, he took a sharp turn and flew through right through where they came from earlier, towards Ganache Mine District.