[Mkguild] Life As We Know It XXVII

[Jack Moore]

Life As We Know It - XXVII

Twelve Hours Remaining
Chamomile felt in her bones the end of her life coming closer by every
second.  And that feeling did something that hadn’t happened in a long
time.  It allowed her a degree of peace.
“I wonder if they enjoy this?” Chamomile mumbled.  The candles in this
hallway never went out according to the jailer.  Sleep was hard to come by
at the best of times, right now it was impossible even at peace.  The
lights kept burning her eyes open.  “Do they want to see me awake?  I can’t
really blame them, I’d want me to suffer also…”
The cot she lay on was an iron thing stuck to the floor, with a mat for her
to lay on.  Still most holding cells only had straw, so she wasn’t going to
complain about that.  In fact laying there Chamomile didn’t feel much to
complain about at all.  One desire bubbled in her head.
'I would kill for fresh cherries right now.' Chamomile had been five the
first time she had had cherries. Fresh, plump and so filled with juice it
dribbled down her chin.

When Chamomile had been taking on by a senior mage to be trained, she
rewarded herself with a bowl of cherries.  Every time something wonderful
happened she looked for a way to acquire cherries.

And then she had joined Nasoj.  Her days of cherries ended then.

'Life was so much better then…' Chamomile smiled. 'I wish there were some
way to return to that. Maybe in the heavens I can find something wonderful.'

Chamomile’s mind returned to the past now. 'I shared cherries with
Rosalynd.' Her best friend and cousin had been so happy that day. Rosalynd
had just gotten engaged, and her blue eyes lit up like crystals. On that
day Chamomile had been able to share in her happiness.

'What would Ros think if she knew where I was?' Chamomile sighed. 'Before
this week ends I will probably join her.' That thought got her stomach
churning again. 'I need to relax. I should enjoy what time I have left.'

All thoughts stopped then.  Chamomile could see her death on the horizon
and she accepted it.  Just as she accepted the guilt for her actions.

She fell asleep.
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