Anya's pov
I staggered over to my fallen sister and dropped to my knees, on the cold stone flooring and I gathered her into my arms, I gave into tears of deep sorrow that i had never shed in my life. I began chanting a song of healing, hiccoughing in between notes, unwilling to let Gwen part from this world.
Anya. I barely heard the whisper above the pounding of blood in my ears.
I looked down at Gwen with a fresh new wave of tears. The pallor of death was beginning to settle in and her eyes reflected that of the light, open, as was her mouth in frozen finality. The voice, light as a feather,called my name once more above the song.
Anya let go it's hurting me
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you. I can make it better Gwen" My sobbing broke through the song" Hold on, hold on, Gwen. Don't go, I can bring you back with my healing"
Anya, let me go. my mother is waiting for me.
I shook my head, and choked back more tears. Shaking, I allowed the song to grind to an end and drew Gwen's body to my heart again. Her body began to stiffen in death, But I could hear the voice, though airy as before.
she loves me still sister I began to tremble uncontrollably as my sobbing grew into gasps for air between the tears. And joy is wating for me. please sister don't delay this anymore, I want to know what it feels like.
Hellboys enormous hand came to rest on my shoulder in a gesture of comfort.
" Say good-bye to Hobbit" he said. His voice was strained as if he was fighting the urge to cry.
Somewhere, inside myself, I found the strenght to release my grip on Gwen. Gently I laided her back on the stone floor and with hands that shook, I closed her sightless eyes. Blinded by grief, I bent my head over the body and wept from the depth of my soul. I could feel Hellboy carefully gathering her up in his arms and carrying her away from the site of where she had fallen. I tried to stand and follow but the earth lurched beneath me; I swayed precariously as warm, pale hands shot out from behind me to steady me and keep me from falling.
" Here" Nuada said as he turned me around and looked at me.
He clasped me to his chest, supporting my shoulders with the embrace of one arm, while the other hand ran gently over my hair and back in a gesture meant to both comfort and bring me around.I looked up just in time to see Liz torching the crown to nothing more but dust. Nuada led me out followed by everyone else, our heads were hung in grief of a beloved friend. As we exited, apparently Manning had somehow managed to track us down. I took off my belt and handed it to him with a sad smile. He was shocked but cleared it off and was about to ask why but I beat him to the answer.
" I quit" I said and headed off towards a small outcropping.
The sound of thunder and the sudden rain made me look up into the heavens. It felt as if Gwen was shedding her tears that she had held back for so long. I felt tears of happiness roll down my cheeks, knowing that she was truly happy for the first time. Nuada came and embraced me from behind and tilted his head skyward.
" She is happy" I said smiling through my tears.
