I see the Flames (Lyria’s death fanfic)
Sorry this took longer than expected! But here is finally my take on Lyria’s death after EoS (obviously EoS spoilers.
Sorry in advanced, I actually cried while listening to “the stone table” and writing the final moments. I hope you all like it!
Title: I see the Flames
Characters: Lyria, Maeve
Rating: PG13(blood but no smut)
Trigger warning(s): miscarriages, babies, pregnancy, depressing themes
Music to go along with it: Obliviate (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows sountrack), The Stone Table (Chronicles of Narnia soundtrack).
I see the Flames
Golden, blue, and purple danced before her eyes in a weird dream like haze. Lyria had used almost all of her magic trying to fight off the mountain men, she could feel that starched dryness of the supernatural well. Or perhaps it was the fire they had set to Rowan’s and her’s precious cabin. Either way, it no longer mattered, her magic was gone. It was disconcerting, she had never had it drain before. She could no longer as easily feel the forest breathing around her, feel the roots beneath the floor, feel the whispers the flowers carried to her. All she could feel was her aching body, her tears burning her face as they hissed in the hot air.