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Lunar falls down, not quite feeling what she knows just happened.
What she truly did not believe could happen.
This was Miraland. The blood curse was a hidden gift, one that allowed them to leave behind bloodshed. It gave them all an opportunity to move forward without such troubles.
She had seen what blood looked like. She had seen what death looked like. She had no idea how anyone could want to cause both.
She hadn’t really thought that it would ever come to this. To someone in her lifetime getting murdered.
Well… Louie… Some of the things he had said made her wonder.
Still, it’s no use thinking about it now, she knows.
So few practice emergency medicine nowadays. There’s no way she’ll get help before she dies.
The sword had gone right through her stomach. It had to have punctured multiple organs, she thinks as she carefully puts a hand on the wound out of habit.
She really did wish she could see Louie again. Or her dear blue bird.
But, oh! There was Nikki, her dear friend.
And she’s crying. Which, of course she is. Nikki is such a lovely girl. She really doesn’t deserve having to deal with this.
Lunar can vaguely tell she’s spitting something out to Nidhogg, the villain that’s brought back war, who has made her friend cry. But she can’t really focus on it.
She can still focus on the feeling of Nikki, though. Her friend is warm and supporting her, even as she starts feeling colder and colder, not just from the rain.
She hears something overhead, and then Nikki is shifting her so she can lay down fully and look up at the sky.
There’s her blue bird, circling under the clouds. Still free.
Louie came back in the end, after all.
Lunar reaches up towards her oldest companion, happy to see her, happy to see the sky in her final moments, no matter how stormy it is at the moment.
The sky still means freedom to her, after all. Nidhogg cannot take that from her.