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"It is? :O It is my sister? But.. How? I mean, are we having a time travel moment both on the same time? I mean, Amy has been dead for a very long time already."
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"I really don't know; time can play tricks on us. I think that what is left for us to do is... say goodbye to him in a proper maner"
They made a nice rectangular hole in the field, and laid him there. With one last look, and with tears in both girls' eyes, they covered him up with the soft dirt.
They stood there for a few minutes, and then they turned to their final destination; the white little cottage. They walked to it and stopped by the door examining; it was a beautiful house, despite being small. It looked cozy. Deciding to enter to get some rest, they motioned through the door.
However, before they moved more than a couple of meters, the door slowly opened; a white female ettinchi with green speckles showed up, looking down on some parchment.
Clara's heart began to race; she had seen that ettinchi before, multiple times. E0Š1rwen had heard about her, many times, but never knew how she looked like.
The white ettinchi then noticed the two girls standing in front of her house. She smiled.
"Do you girls need help? Are you lost?" she asked kindly.
Before E0Š1rwen could speak, Clara rushed and said "No no, we're just... sight seeing, yes. We'll continue, sorry for bothering."
Dragging a very confused E0Š1rwen, they stopped by Grav's grave.
"What was that all about?"
"E0Š1rwen, this is going to be more harder than I expected. You see... that ettinchi was... was..." Clara inhaled heavily.
"That ettinchi is Amy. Amy Pond"
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"You're probably right" she says with sorrow. "I really wish we could make him better, I just can't understand what happened to him. He was so young and he was always very careful when it came to time travelling and timezones etc. Why him?"
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Clara tries to calm herself, only managing to stop the shaking; the tears kept falling down. She then proceeded to explain her thought about it. "I think... whatever happened to him, it... it wasn't on our 'side'. As far as we know, he was well on health, and nothing happened posterior to this... accident."
Clara continued. "My thought, also about his time-duplicate, is that when he told us he was going to see someone, he actually did go to her, but at the same time he didn't go; maybe the emotion caused him to create his duplicate, and the two were connected, just as I and you are connected to our duplicates, despite each one felling different about it. Continuing, the event must have been so powerful, not even 'our' Grav knew he didn't went to see his special person. In fact, I think that she didn't even exist in our timeline. Grav at first, I thought, knew that, but with time, she became more important, until he didn't even noticed the transition."
"We are deeply connected to our time duplicates, so strongly that most times things leak from one to other; they are more common in dreams, although to us dreams are a image gateway between each other. However, duo to the connection, one's life is dependent on the other; which brings me to my conclusion. Grav didn't died on our side."
"I know what you are thinking" Clara said, noticing Eärwen sudden movement "but we cannot go back into Grav's duplicate timeline to save him; as of yet, we cannot master our powers, and even if we did, the result might have turned out to be catastrophic; both deaths, each one of each duplicates, are a fixed point in time, you alter one, and you create a paradox. I know that at first it doesn't sound like a paradox, but our Grav is the one who created duplicate Grav, and he his the one who supports his existence, even if he is in another timeline. You take out the main support, and the duplicate cannot exist anymore; the reverse can also happen, as in this case, but is very less likely to happen. What may have boosted the chances is the sentimental connection; no matter how strong your powers are, feelings are stronger than anything."
"I'm so sorry, I've thought about it before, but we can't save him. I'm just... sorry". Eärwen lowers her head
She glances at Grav, whose body had been lying facing up, with a expression of total peace in his face.
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Eärwen gets right up, when she feels an enormous pain in her head and she falls down on her back again. "Noooo.." She starts crying "What happened to him? Why did this even have to happen?" Tears are falling down on the ground.
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Clara sobbed, and unable to stop crying, she muttered "I-I-I'm so so-sorry Eärwen" Eärwen's eyes grew wider in expectation "but-but" she inhaled heavily, trying to speak the next words"Grav's, he is... Grav's dead Eärwen" more tears dropped from Clara's face.
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As Eärwen had passed out, she had one of her time travelling moments again. This time she wasn't far away, actually she was still lying on the ground, on the exact same place as she had just passed out. Only this time she was lying on her back, watching the blue sky when suddenly, she saw Grav floating on a cloud, his arms weakly hanging down, a cloud lifting him in the air. "Grav!" she yelled, but no voice came out of her mouth and she wasn't able to move either. "Oh no" she thought, and she knew this was totally wrong.
The world turned black again
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The next moment, she opened her eyes seeing the scared face of Clara above her. She heard her name, but not very clearly. "What is happening to me?" she asked with a weak voice. "Where is Grav?"
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"Eärwen? Eärwen? Oh god, please, this is not happening..." Clara said, with Eärwen lying down on the ground, with her head on her lap, who had passed out. Clara was crying a lot, shaking violently.
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A few seconds earlier, while Eärwen was running to the cottage, both brother and sister followed their aunt, however, as she reached the cottage, she turned around and as she looked back, both her and Clara watched Grav falling to ground, both yelling, with Eärwen running to them. Clara had knelt next to her brother, trying to wake him up, convinced he was only having a "time moment"; however, she didn't saw any signs of life, and she realized the worst: her brother had died just before her eyes. She heard a light thud, and when she look up, she couldn't see Eärwen. Fearing the worst, she ran in the direction she was travelling from; she found her lying in the ground, but gratefully she was breathing, she probably passed out duo to the shock. With her last forces, she transported Eärwen closer to Grav's now a tad colder body.
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Clara was sitting down, with Eärwen's head on her lap, breathing heavily. Clara's face was wet with tears, still not believing what was happening; she knew what had happened, but had decided not to think about it until Eärwen waked up, so she could know what exactly had happened, and explain everything to her.
She sensed a movement in her legs. Opening her eyes, stopping her thinking progress, she looked down.
"Eärwen?"
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As the three saw the white cottage, Eärwen shouted: "Look, Grav, Clara.. It's over there! It is just like in my dreams." She starts running quicker and quicker, feeling the long grass coming to her knees, she has trouble to get through it, but she had lots of power in her. When she arrived at the cottage, she turned around and saw a last glimpse of Grav before she saw him disappear in the long grass. "NOOO Grav!" She screamed. But as she started running back to Grav and Clara, she felt dizzy and passed out.
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Extra comment has been deleted. As an additional note, however, you might want to keep this in mind:
Grendel Man wrote: Just an FYI about roleplaying: It's generally frowned upon to take control of the other players' characters, in the event you didn't already know that.
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