she wakes up to blinding lights &. the feeling of falling , floating , something in between . the phantom sensation of frost in her fingertips contrasted with the burning that she knows she must have recently felt .
the girl who feels more like a ghost is awake , &. contrary to her beliefs -- she’s alive . there’s a dull pain in her ankle &. it’s hard to think straight with the throbbing in her head but she remembers . pyrrha nikos , the so-called invincible girl , ready to become a martyr &. sacrifice herself for the world . because she was selfless . because it was her destiny .
do you believe in destiny ?
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yes .
the bow &. arrow made of glass pointed toward her vulnerable heart -- drawn back , eyes locked &. scorching . it was finally time for her to give up . the girl who had never lost , now facing her first defeat at the cost of her life . an exhale between slightly parted lips preparing for the end before -- a scream . a flash of white briefly taking the form of wings before covering the area entirely . just before blacking out , she saw the girl standing in the distance -- hair tousled &. breath heavy like she fought an army of grimm . ruby .
she’s being carried , now , but she’s so in-and-out of it that her entire consciousness is a dark grey fog . she thinks , maybe , she heard her name being called but she can’t tell where it’s coming from or who is trying to reach her . it could just be the delusion talking , but the girl almost believes that it isn’t just one person , but three separate voices .
one unhinged , out of the fear of losing someone they cared about -- like they would give anything , cross swords with anyone , to protect that person . one more restrained , but still full of so many different emotions that a person with an ordinary life would never have to experience . the final more high-pitched than the other two , muffled by hands over their mouth &. tears forming in their widened eyes .
it had only been about a year since she met these people . still , though , their voices ( or perhaps , their imagined voices -- she still wasn’t sure ) brought her comfort . she felt valued , treasured , loved -- it was so different than the usual admiration she was used to -- &. so much better . pyrrha finally let herself rest , knowing that when she woke up she would see her friends again .
