Haven time!
For one spectacular moment, she felt powerful, as if she could stop her brother leaving her, stop the world turning if she wished. He had chosen the wrong path, and she had been drawn here to set him back on the right one. Never before had she felt so strong, her fingers gripping his flesh, holding him place. He would stay, if only she held him tighter, ensuring that he felt her love.
Rio was wrong. There was no power inside her, and she had not been sent here to stop him. She stirred, finding herself on her stomach just outside the cave, feeling as if she had been beaten with a stick. Her entire body trembled and ached, a soreness below that pained her physcially as never before. For a moment her mind was blank, focused completely on the pain — but soon, her memory returned. The cold green fire of his eyes, his grip on her body... He had overtaken her, hurt her, and left her. He had pushed her into the abyss, or perhaps she had pushed herself. She had forsaken her own faith; it was not his fault.
Succumbing to the truth of what had just occured, Rio lifted herself on her hands and vomited sour bile until it was stained by blood.
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