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She refused to believe it was over. The girl wanted to keep going, wanted so desperately for everything to be right. Sage wanted her sisters to be happy, she wanted Razekiel to be alive. Daddy needed to be here. For them. For her. But he wasn't.
Sage thought of Mother, and more tears poured from her eyes, but she tried to hide her face. The tan girl ignored the pain as much as she could, but her legs felt weakened and sore. She heard them as they told her they had to go back. She heard them as they denounced the Earth. She didn't want to hear it, though. As China took Sage's arm in her own, Sage continued to be defiant, trying furiously, anxiously, to pull out of her sister's grasp. Clover came to assist, and she struggled again. "No, no..." she said, eyes moist, trembling as she held them shut, voice muffled through her teeth. She couldn't give up. Not now.
"No!" she screamed, her body finally collapsing, the pain engulfing her and her legs weakened, forcing her down. Sobs heaved through her chest, and her whole body shook with more emotion than she'd felt in a while. It all came rushing out, and she couldn't stop it. Now, Sage let her sisters guide her, defeated and drained. Her head felt fuzzy, and for once it wasn't the drugs. Her arm was searing and every little movement hurt. The girl felt as if she'd be betraying him, betraying the forest, if she left. She knew that this had been her own fault; she should have been watching her steps. It didn't matter, now, and she felt nothing but pain. She just wanted to go home.
After a very long moment, Sage gathered what little composure she had left, bracing herself as she straightened, the nerves in her arm firing at an unhealthy rate. Straw eyes glanced to it, but quickly looked away; her arm was swollen and misshapen. Her body listless, she allowed her sisters now to guide her, shaky legs barely able to carry her still. Surrendering, she turned sad eyes upward. Had she failed them? The Earth Mother? Had she failed herself? A heavy, shaky sigh rattled out of her throat, and she looked ahead, though her head hung low.
"Okay..." she whispered, "Let's go home..."
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