Sing a farewell...

[ceyella]

Sing a Farewell...

Saccharine returns to Isandra, for her daily visits, of reading to her, of caring for her. Taking up her seat besides the woman, Saccharine takes her hand softly, delicately, holding it like it is fragile porcelain. Taking a deep breath as she always does to see someone who matters so much to her, so empty.

"I'm sorry Isandra, I wavered.. Was I ever true to my faith, if I abandoned Eilistraee so easily? Was I forsaken, or did I compromise on her ideals? I hated her for what she did to you.. for not helping you. You would never abandon her, no matter how hard it felt. I-..I have faith in her, Just like my faith in you, no matter how hard it gets. I will never give up on you. I will never give up on her, or what she believes. I owe you, that much."

Saccharine stifles a cry, bringing her free hand to her eyes wiping away the forming tears, as she she looks down upon the serene visage of her resting friend. How her heart ached...

"I can choose to love you... to support you. To be there for you. your reincarnation should not be us trying to make you, you. But embracing who you will become. The choice of what you become, and where you end up, is yours to make. Not mine...or anyone else's. You may not know what you want, and that's okay.
You are reborn, so I say goodbye...and look forward to who you will become."

Saccharine then gently moves her head to rest lightly on Isandra, and sheds the tears of her lonely soul.

"Your every smile touched my heart, every word still lingers in my mind, still lights the way to go...

Bless me with some memories, you taught me how to feel, yet one more lonely ache, one more sigh, for your eyes, for your soul...

The Life of love, Beloved of my heart, O, joy of my soul, Sing softly...

You taught me whispering words of love, is it just the longing of my heart, for such a moment of such peace?

Searching for all the forgotten Melodies, I'll be there, I swear by the sun, I swear by the Moon, I will be there, for you..

The Life of love, Beloved of my heart, O, joy of my soul, Sing a farewell..."

As Saccharine finishes her heartfelt singing, she takes out several hand written tomes, each marked for Isandra...if she would even remember her name..Written in clear espuar script, Decorated beautifully. She put immense work and effort into them. Laying them besides Isandra..

The first being A book on Eilistraee where she describes everything Isandra taught her.. The nuances she knows...fleshed out with information gleamed from those followers she could speak with, and rounded out with the standard book of Eilistraee. She makes sure to explain the history of the goddess...the difference between Drow, and the principles and ideals, but also the pragmatic needs of the faith. Those subtle things Isandra always reminded her of..

The second being a large tome of Faerie tales handwritten from Saccharine's perspective. A faerie perspective. Highlighting their ways, cleverness.. Detailing thier stories. Of being fair, being kind, That there are lessons in the stories, perspectives. Wisdom. Insight's Isandra seemed to value. Notes on faerie, framed in kindness and fairness like to not whistle, but not out of fear, but to explain how it hurts Fae. How to be kind to them in a way they understand and recognize. That they are as dangerous as they are mystical, but if dealt with properly, are friends who never forget...

The third book being on one Reincarnation and ascension, of what it means to Faerie. Of embracing life and choosing your own destiny. That the hearts does not forget defining moments. That the process can be an opportunity to rediscover who someone truly is. Encouraging it is a time of reflection, to discover new found purpose and decide what one wants from life. The answers, or questions may not always be easy, but asking them, and looking forward to life, and its wonders, is beautiful.

Each tome carries a inscription inside the first page;

Isandra,
May her dance never end..
May the stars never dim..
May she finally know happiness..
May time mend our hearts..

Twilight is the dimming light of dusk, and its also the breaking light of dawn. The twilight of dawn... Look forward, to the Twilight of Dawn.