It was obvious what she must do.
Her immediate family were no longer here, her having traveled back to the islands when she left them. Her distant family didn't know she existed if any of them were still on Salem. She hadn't gotten to involved with her family tree for her life to make any significance to then.
The only one who would care was dead. There was Caesar, but he was much too young to do anything for her. By the time he was old enough to help it would be too late. She could not, would not, indulge this stallion any longer. She would not allow the seed that grows in her belly to come to its full fruition.
So she has chosen to eat every leaf and every flower she comes across. One of them might be the poison she needs to finish this. She had felt love, been a mother, and had okay parents. What more could she need out of life?
It does not take many days for her to begin to get sick. She could feel herself slowly die in the worst possible way. It was painful, it was torture. Though it could not compare to the vivid nightmares she had. Images of Akkadian taking her lover from her. He did not deserve their spawn together and he did not deserve to have her. "I will be with you soon." She whispers up to the starless sky as lays on the jungle floor.
She could just see parts of the sky through the large leaves above. It looks like a magnificent place to be. Her eyes slowly close as her breathing becomes slower. Her fragile, damaged body gives away with the only fat on her being the growing foal inside. |