[The ship splits. And the escape pod shakes as it breaks away from the ship and begins to fly into space. The single purple thread peeking through the doors seems so bright in Shepard's eye. She knows she shouldn't. She knows she shouldn't and yet-
She reaches for it. Feels her fingers close around the magic and the distant pulse of worry and fear and care.
For a moment, things seem to slow down. For a moment, Shepard hopes, a small, fluttering feeling, it's feathers beginning to earnestly spread in her chest. And then a piece of sharp debris collides into the back of Shepard's helmet. She hears the pop and hiss of her oxygen supply being cut and in instinctual desperation she lets go of the thread to claw at the cord.
The escape pod sinks towards Alchera, a name of the planet below that she only learns after her remains are collected from it and she's brought, miraculously, back to life. It'll be two years until then. Luckily she won't remember the vast majority of it.
All she will remember, however, is the view of the sun around the edge of Alchera. She will remember the burning in her chest, the stinging in her eyes as she desperately gasps for breath. She will remember trying to temper her breathing, trying to control herself in her panic to get just a few more precious seconds of air.
She will remember dying. And she will remember that she died again. And she will remember what it feels like to wake again from that eternal slumber, this time clawing her way out of the vines that Bliss trapped her in.]
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She reaches for it. Feels her fingers close around the magic and the distant pulse of worry and fear and care.
For a moment, things seem to slow down. For a moment, Shepard hopes, a small, fluttering feeling, it's feathers beginning to earnestly spread in her chest. And then a piece of sharp debris collides into the back of Shepard's helmet. She hears the pop and hiss of her oxygen supply being cut and in instinctual desperation she lets go of the thread to claw at the cord.
The escape pod sinks towards Alchera, a name of the planet below that she only learns after her remains are collected from it and she's brought, miraculously, back to life. It'll be two years until then. Luckily she won't remember the vast majority of it.
All she will remember, however, is the view of the sun around the edge of Alchera. She will remember the burning in her chest, the stinging in her eyes as she desperately gasps for breath. She will remember trying to temper her breathing, trying to control herself in her panic to get just a few more precious seconds of air.
She will remember dying. And she will remember that she died again. And she will remember what it feels like to wake again from that eternal slumber, this time clawing her way out of the vines that Bliss trapped her in.]