Adult-FanFiction.org : Books

Irony Of Fate	By : DragonEyeZ Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 2015 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Forgotten Realms series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Irony Of Fate
- 1
Disclaimer: Everyone and everything belongs to TSR and R.A Salvatore. I make no profit whatsoever besides mentally, and don’t have any intention to either. This is just a small fic about something I suppose none of us wants R.A Salvatore to write...

I hold on to you, fearing to let go, to leave you. The blood oozes between my fingers despite my attempts to keep the wound close. And with each droplet, I feel your life seeping away. And for each drop of blood, I feel a little of myself dying. I carefully brush a strand of your white hair from your face with my free hand, then shifts, so that you may rest more comfortably.
“B-brue..nor..”
I hear your raggered words and lean over you, wiping a single red droplet from the corner of your mouth, wishing that I could remove your pain just as easily. You are dying, I know. But there is nothing I can do about it. Not this time.
You clutch my hand tightly, so tight that it surprises me, gives me hope, until I realize that it is the pain which lends you its strength.
“I’m here, ye stupid drow,” I somehow manage to reply beyond the lump in my throat, squeezing your hand in return, hoping that the contact might bring you back from the brink of death.
The faintest of smiles crosses your face, filling my heart with hope for a second, and I watch as your eyes slid open, catching mine with their purple gaze.
“Is.. is he...”
“He’s dead,” I reply, knowing what you wish to say, and look up, looking at the assassin’s lifeless corpse, lying where he fell, Twinkle still embedded in his heart.
Only a few yards from him, the wicked dagger that I pulled from your chest, lies as well, its blade stained with your blood. I remember the feelin mag magic when touching it, remembering all too clearly how I could sense it stealing your life. But though its removal might have given you some more time to live in, I know that it is not much - Enteri managed to hurt you too bad before using his dagger.
“Ye defeated him,” I continue, knowing the meaning the words has to you, knowing what weight they carry with them.
Again, your eyes close, and I hear a sigh of relief coming from you, and I lean forward again, fearing it to be your last breath. But I, too, sigh in relief, as I hear the sound of your continued, if troubled, breathing. I look up again, watching the sky, seeing that it is taking on the reddish color of the rising sun.
Where are they? It seems as hours since Regis ran for help, though I know in my heart that it has only been a few minutes.
“Drizzt..,” I call softly, hoping that you still are at a place where you may hear me. “Ye’re missin’ the sunrise...”
“Am I..? It is.. still so dark...,” you mutter, barely audible, pausing shortly to breathe after almost every word. “You should.. go inside.. it’s.. too cold.. to be.. out in...”
I feel as my heart skips a beat of fear. Though it is early autumn, it is still warm for the norm of Icewind Dale, and as I place a hand on your cheek, I can feel the cold spreading through you.
“Please stay, Drizzt,” I whisper, fighting to keep my tears back. “Please hold on... They’ll be here any time now. They’ll be here!”
Yet, I know that they will not make it.
“Bruenor. Guen.. hwyvar..” You pause, and I can see your inner battle to stay alive painted on your face. “Is to.. go to... Regis...”
The lump in my throat makes it difficult for me to swallow - I realise that you have given up. Had it been at any other time, had it been when you had not accepted Death’s coming, then I could have held hope for your recovery. That your stubborness would keep you alive, as it had so many times before. Yet, I can see the determination on your face, as you force the statuette into my hand, and make me swear to bring it on to Rumblebelly. To protect your best friend.
So long had I known that you would be there when I returned to the rocks from whence I once came. That you would be there when Catti-Brie followed me. But never had I considered the fact that I, perhaps, would see you take your last breath. How ironic Fate sometimes can be...
And I watch with you as the sun starts to rise, while I hold you in my arms, dwelling in the sound of your breathing, treasuring each beyond the value of any gem that can be dug out of the rocks.
Then I hear the sounds of yelling voices, and recognize the one of my Catti-brie among them. But they will not make it here in time. I know that now.
Somewhere near us, I hear the neighing of a horse. It surprises me, as I know that there are no horses anywhere near. But when I look I s I see the outline of the horse in the distance - only that it is not a horse, but a unicorn. And while I look, it starts walking towards us, yet, I feel nothing but peace.
Still holding you in my arms, still fearing to let go, I watch in awe as the beautiful creature stops right in front of us and bents its head to you. And, as if in a dream, I see a shadowy figure rise from your body and grab around the unicorn’s neck. And when it lifts its head again, taking the shadow with it, I feel your body go limb in my grasp. A wind rises, and it seems as if the unicorn is blown away, disappearing into the air surrounding it, so smoothly that I feel it as if my eyes deceives me.
And I know that Mielikki has brought you home at last.
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

Irony Of Fate