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Re: Huge onyx wings behind despair (Until the light takes us/A dream of wolves in the snow) [4/?]
Date: 2014-05-12 10:25 pm (UTC)He sighed. He rested his head on the wooden door. The fire was dying in the hearth.
“Why, Shor...”
A tear fell down on his black gloves. He hit the door in rage.
“Why did you take him to your Hall?”
His question remained unanswered just like the last time he asked it. It had been a long time since he wore mourner’s clothes. He didn’t miss them.
The Harbinger left the banquet room and headed to his quarters. He listened carefully when he passed near Vilkas’s room, trying to hear any noises coming from it. But there was nothing to hear. A deathly silence had fell upon Jorrvaskr.
Kodlak laid on his bed, his limbs sore and his mind weakened by his insomnia. The old wolf inside has never slept. He closed his eyes, tried to sleep. His thoughts wandered to here and there.
“Someone! Help me! Please!”
He groaned. He didn’t want to remember. He buried his head in his pillow. He didn’t want to remember Vilkas’s scream.
”Vilkas? Gods, what-“
“KODLAK! Help me! Please!”
He turned to a side and to another, closing his eyes as if he tried to shut his own memories. But he couldn’t erase this scene from his mind. The wolf remembered the whole scene perfectly. Vilkas, half naked and covered in blood and rags holding Skjoll. Pale and bruised, the heart nearly muted.
”You have to save him Kodlak!
The Harbinger felt himself crying. Vilkas had cried too. He remembered sending Aela to the Temple of Kynareth. Skjoll’s breathes were but a breeze then instead of the blast Kyne gives to every Nord. It was at this moment that Kodlak knew Skjoll was going to die.
“Please, save him! Don’t let him die! Look there, there’s a healer! You’re going to feel better soon Skjoll! Hold on!”
Foolish hopes of the cub. Danica had made all she could but Skjoll was already walking Sovngarde shores when she entered Jorrvaskr.
”What’s happening?...Skjoll! Answer me Skjoll! Danica-”
“I’m sorry. He... He is dead.”
The howls of the young wolf, mourning. Vilkas had fainted in Farkas’s arms as he had tried to calm him. He was badly injured too, but the adrenaline of the beast-blood had seemed to immunize him to pain. Danica had taken him to his room to heal him. This might be the beginning of the heavy silence that floated upon Jorrvaskr.
Re: Huge onyx wings behind despair (Until the light takes us/A dream of wolves in the snow) [5/?]
Date: 2014-05-12 10:27 pm (UTC)A day had passed since Skjoll’s death in Vilkas’s arms. They took his body to the Hall of the Dead so that Andurs could prepare him for his burial. They will lit his pyre in two more days. Until then, Skjoll was resting in the tombs. The single thought sickened Vilkas. He was lying in his bed in foetal position. Farkas had stayed with him since Danica left him, holding him in his arms. He knew he could feel his sorrow.
*
Re: Huge onyx wings behind despair (Until the light takes us/A dream of wolves in the snow) [6/?]
Date: 2014-05-12 10:28 pm (UTC)“Never befriend with the whelps. I’ve told you this before Vilkas. They get killed so easily. The pack doesn’t need weaklings.”
Vilkas jumped at his throat.
*
Re: Huge onyx wings behind despair (Until the light takes us/A dream of wolves in the snow) [7/?]
Date: 2014-05-12 10:29 pm (UTC)Vilkas said nothing and stayed curled inside his brother’s arms. He couldn’t believe it.
Skjoll is dead.
He missed him.
He thought of what happened.
“I should have transformed. I should have saved him.”
He hid his tears in Farkas’s chest.
He thought of her platinum curls in the air. He shivered.
Skjoll is dead.
He should’ve listened to Skjor.
*
Re: Huge onyx wings behind despair (Until the light takes us/A dream of wolves in the snow) [8/8]
Date: 2014-05-12 10:35 pm (UTC)Kodlak told him the man met his end in the jaws of a saber cat after cleaning Soljund’s Sinkhole of its draugr.
“Now that I think about it...” he said to himself, opening the gates to the Catacombs “There was an elf who cleaned our Catacombs some time ago. What was her name?...”
It had been month ago, few hours before one of the fabled dragon attacked the city. The elf in her shiny armour offered to help him retrieve his Amulet in this cursed place.
“Ah, I can’t remember her name...”
He walked toward the preparation room where the body was waiting.
“Bah, it’s not important...”
Andurs opened the room.
Skjoll’s body had disappeared.
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A!A quick notes:
- Skjoll is a deformation of Skoll, the wolf that chases the sun in norse mythology. But it’s also the name of a disgusting beer and I didn’t want my OC to be associated with it.
- “Until the Light takes us” is Mallari’s series. “A Dream of Wolf in the Snow” is Skjoll’s one, even though I haven’t got any idea of fics for him at the moment.
- The vampire described here is my Ayleid OC, Mallari. She can hardened her bones and skin and model her body thanks to her ancestral power, “Moving flesh”. I'll explain it in another fic. I think.
- I didn’t want to write any Vilkas/Farkas/Companion stuff. But this just popped into my head during one of my insomnia so I tried to write it down. It was pretty hard to write these sparing, horror scene things in English but I did my best D: