[Her eyelids grow heavy, covering her unseeing eyes. It's peaceful in the dark and his voice is growing faint. She wants to stay, wants to be with him so very much. She can feel a slight burning on her chest. The weight of the crown's lifting with the shallow rise and fall of her breathing.
He'll be whole, yes. She hasn't failed him in that.
With the last of her strength, she smiles as her entire body goes slack, leaving the heart monitor to wail the ceasing of her heart.]
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He'll be whole, yes. She hasn't failed him in that.
With the last of her strength, she smiles as her entire body goes slack, leaving the heart monitor to wail the ceasing of her heart.]