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Silence

It was a rare treat in the tent that a small tan wyngling resided in at the moment, she laid on a small blanket, closely encompassed by a plethora of other wyngro - adults and children-. The quiet was quickly pushed away as a disturbing HAGH errupted from a small corner of the tent. Black ooze dripped from the unknown wyngro's mouth before they quickly shoved their face into a blanket to hide it, following with more horrid coughs into the cloth. But nutty couldn't find the will to go over and see if they were okay, her body was weak and weary from the deadly sickness that had swept the small town, taking many lived, not caring whom it was.

Nutty had seen gro after gro loose their life to this dizzying sickness, it made her gut wrench as she saw the reactions of the family and friends around them. Her heart went out to the gro whom suffered because of the loss of the nova tree. A frown plastered across her face she shoved it into a pillow to prevent herself from crying, the thoughts of all the wyngro, in agony, choking on their own black tar coming from their own bodies horrified her. She could only think of all the memories lost in this great war or life and death, mothers, fathers, children, siblings, all lost.

She wished it could go back...back to the happiness, the incredible joy, the unending adventures followed by lovely laughing and playing. The games that she used to play pondered in her mind, the limitless excitement of life rattled her brain. It was all gone. All of it.

It was horrible and relentless.

Thoughts crept up on her...what if things never went back to the way they were...what if everything she spent her life building up to was...nothing. She would die here. leaving behind an empty husk of her former self, no memories, no joy, no love. nothing.

She wanted to become a doctor...like Dr.F, she could have saved lives if she would have lived. Helped other wyngrew train and learn earth, and even light magic! grow herbs and plants, live in a treehouse she would grow all by herself. It would be lined by flower beds and there would be a nice lawn chair set sitting outside the right window where she would sit with her friends...the inside would be decorated with more flowers and plants, it would have many rooms for the wynglings she would have adopted. She would have saved those wynglings from the chaos.

But instead she was here.

How sad how reality can be crushed underneath you like a bug, why did Chii' Falla allow this to happen? Was it in their best interest? Maybe they were getting rid of the weak, the ones whom couldn't handle it. and Nutty was, she was weak, she wanted to fight but was reduced to a motionless heap waiting on other people to save her. Her limbs were numb despite the amount of times she tried to move them, and she really tried, she didn't want to DIE. Yet all she wanted to do was rest.

The sickness tired her beyond belief, but she could not sleep, she would try but the icky goo leaking her her eyes would fight its way up her throat and strangle her with its painful fingers, causing her to revolt and cough the best she could.

Her breaths were shallow and weak, all the energy zapped from them.

she was going to die here.

and she would leave nothing behind.

...

But she couldn't let that happen.

Her life was so valuable, so so incredible, a blessing to her friends and family that she would never see after this encounter. She knew that her death was inevitable, she could do nothing to stop her transcendence to the heavens, but she could leave behind her mark on the living world.

Her family deserved to have once piece of her, one small piece. Thinking back on it she reminisced back to the day they left her at the nook, she had been traveling with them for a few months, they all loved eachother so. Why they left her at the nook still confused her much, but they said they would return, they promised they would, so they would. Sure they were a bit late, but its better late than never. She wished she could be here for their arrival but it just wasn't possible.

Heaving out a shaky breath she forced all the strength to her muscles, she shook as she attempted to, the workload that would be so simple earlier this week, even this day had seemed almost impossible. and It was. It was very apparent she could never move her whole body again, but she could muster the strength to just...

Weakly she lifted, or dragged, her arm to reach for the small paper flower that resided on her head, grabbing it as if it where glass that would shatter at any moment. Her arm fell shakily back to the ground with the flower in her hand as she tried to forcer the strength to move her lips, attempting to do so but resulting in no sound, but she wouldn't give up here.

Through a horrible cough she managed to finally sputter out the word "N-necro..." and as if an angel heard her, her friend whipped around as fast as possible to attend to her, answering with a quick, and slightly to loud "Yes?"

With her best efforts Nutty lifted her arm with the flower in her paws, using the last bit of energy she has she stuttered out "G-give this to...m-my parents w-when they come back..."

With a worried face Necro quickly replied "Of course!" As they took a step forward to grasp the flower. Nutty's heart hurt for the prospect of leaving her only friend...but she had no control over what Chii decided to do with her, and they had already made their choice. Necro just didn't know.

Nutty's arm fell limbly to the ground, the flower falling with it, but much slower. It almost looked like a haze as it traveled down with gravity, everything followed soon after, it dizzied her brain to even move her eyes slightly.

So she didn't.

The world seemed at peace with this decision as her eyes fell closed...her mind at rest with what she left behind...nobody would forget her...

Nobody would forget Butternut Akirurella...

Never...

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+Death

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25/970
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Nutty belongs to Me

Necroma belongs to nutty-stardragon

Wyngro belongs to @/Nestly
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Description

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Previous <--- Here ---> Next

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Silence

It was a rare treat in the tent that a small tan wyngling resided in at the moment, she laid on a small blanket, closely encompassed by a plethora of other wyngro - adults and children-. The quiet was quickly pushed away as a disturbing HAGH errupted from a small corner of the tent. Black ooze dripped from the unknown wyngro's mouth before they quickly shoved their face into a blanket to hide it, following with more horrid coughs into the cloth. But nutty couldn't find the will to go over and see if they were okay, her body was weak and weary from the deadly sickness that had swept the small town, taking many lived, not caring whom it was.

Nutty had seen gro after gro loose their life to this dizzying sickness, it made her gut wrench as she saw the reactions of the family and friends around them. Her heart went out to the gro whom suffered because of the loss of the nova tree. A frown plastered across her face she shoved it into a pillow to prevent herself from crying, the thoughts of all the wyngro, in agony, choking on their own black tar coming from their own bodies horrified her. She could only think of all the memories lost in this great war or life and death, mothers, fathers, children, siblings, all lost.

She wished it could go back...back to the happiness, the incredible joy, the unending adventures followed by lovely laughing and playing. The games that she used to play pondered in her mind, the limitless excitement of life rattled her brain. It was all gone. All of it.

It was horrible and relentless.

Thoughts crept up on her...what if things never went back to the way they were...what if everything she spent her life building up to was...nothing. She would die here. leaving behind an empty husk of her former self, no memories, no joy, no love. nothing.

She wanted to become a doctor...like Dr.F, she could have saved lives if she would have lived. Helped other wyngrew train and learn earth, and even light magic! grow herbs and plants, live in a treehouse she would grow all by herself. It would be lined by flower beds and there would be a nice lawn chair set sitting outside the right window where she would sit with her friends...the inside would be decorated with more flowers and plants, it would have many rooms for the wynglings she would have adopted. She would have saved those wynglings from the chaos.

But instead she was here.

How sad how reality can be crushed underneath you like a bug, why did Chii' Falla allow this to happen? Was it in their best interest? Maybe they were getting rid of the weak, the ones whom couldn't handle it. and Nutty was, she was weak, she wanted to fight but was reduced to a motionless heap waiting on other people to save her. Her limbs were numb despite the amount of times she tried to move them, and she really tried, she didn't want to DIE. Yet all she wanted to do was rest.

The sickness tired her beyond belief, but she could not sleep, she would try but the icky goo leaking her her eyes would fight its way up her throat and strangle her with its painful fingers, causing her to revolt and cough the best she could.

Her breaths were shallow and weak, all the energy zapped from them.

she was going to die here.

and she would leave nothing behind.

...

But she couldn't let that happen.

Her life was so valuable, so so incredible, a blessing to her friends and family that she would never see after this encounter. She knew that her death was inevitable, she could do nothing to stop her transcendence to the heavens, but she could leave behind her mark on the living world.

Her family deserved to have once piece of her, one small piece. Thinking back on it she reminisced back to the day they left her at the nook, she had been traveling with them for a few months, they all loved eachother so. Why they left her at the nook still confused her much, but they said they would return, they promised they would, so they would. Sure they were a bit late, but its better late than never. She wished she could be here for their arrival but it just wasn't possible.

Heaving out a shaky breath she forced all the strength to her muscles, she shook as she attempted to, the workload that would be so simple earlier this week, even this day had seemed almost impossible. and It was. It was very apparent she could never move her whole body again, but she could muster the strength to just...

Weakly she lifted, or dragged, her arm to reach for the small paper flower that resided on her head, grabbing it as if it where glass that would shatter at any moment. Her arm fell shakily back to the ground with the flower in her hand as she tried to forcer the strength to move her lips, attempting to do so but resulting in no sound, but she wouldn't give up here.

Through a horrible cough she managed to finally sputter out the word "N-necro..." and as if an angel heard her, her friend whipped around as fast as possible to attend to her, answering with a quick, and slightly to loud "Yes?"

With her best efforts Nutty lifted her arm with the flower in her paws, using the last bit of energy she has she stuttered out "G-give this to...m-my parents w-when they come back..."

With a worried face Necro quickly replied "Of course!" As they took a step forward to grasp the flower. Nutty's heart hurt for the prospect of leaving her only friend...but she had no control over what Chii decided to do with her, and they had already made their choice. Necro just didn't know.

Nutty's arm fell limbly to the ground, the flower falling with it, but much slower. It almost looked like a haze as it traveled down with gravity, everything followed soon after, it dizzied her brain to even move her eyes slightly.

So she didn't.

The world seemed at peace with this decision as her eyes fell closed...her mind at rest with what she left behind...nobody would forget her...

Nobody would forget Butternut Akirurella...

Never...

~

+Death

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25/970
~
the characters are Necroma & Nutty

Nutty belongs to Me

Necroma belongs to nutty-stardragon

Wyngro belongs to @/Nestly
Critiques ALWAYS open!
Want art like this? Check out my requests! fav.me/dbo18p6

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Join My Discord Server! discord.gg/tSGz8kR

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This is MY art DO NOT copy , trace , steal , repost ect without my permission!