[ The world shifts and everything seems like maybe- just maybe- it might be okay. Maybe Hope really did hear her. Maybe he helped her. Maybe he won tonight.
Sun warms his skin as she smiles at him, elated with her victory-
Then it dies as suddenly as Gansey's face falls. It's fast. Too fast. He's clutching his chest and falling to the ground and she doesn't know what dying from a kiss looks like but she recognizes it when she sees it. She knows that her kiss isn't his salvation. It's his death. She didn't save him from hornets, she damned him to a different death. A slower death.
Death tears him from her arms as he tries to cling to her. Horror fills her features and she's lost. What can she do to save Gansey from herself? She can't save Gansey. She can't-
She wakes up screaming.
Sweat covers her body as she gasps for breath. She looks wildly around her for the sun and the dying boy. Neither are there. Only darkness. Suffocating darkness.
She wants to go check on Gansey, but fear floods her heart. What if he's down there, dying still? She clutches her knees to her chest, sobbing into her knees. She can't go check on him, she can't help him, she can't save him. She's his suffering. She's his death. ]
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Sun warms his skin as she smiles at him, elated with her victory-
Then it dies as suddenly as Gansey's face falls. It's fast. Too fast. He's clutching his chest and falling to the ground and she doesn't know what dying from a kiss looks like but she recognizes it when she sees it. She knows that her kiss isn't his salvation. It's his death. She didn't save him from hornets, she damned him to a different death. A slower death.
Death tears him from her arms as he tries to cling to her. Horror fills her features and she's lost. What can she do to save Gansey from herself? She can't save Gansey. She can't-
She wakes up screaming.
Sweat covers her body as she gasps for breath. She looks wildly around her for the sun and the dying boy. Neither are there. Only darkness. Suffocating darkness.
She wants to go check on Gansey, but fear floods her heart. What if he's down there, dying still? She clutches her knees to her chest, sobbing into her knees. She can't go check on him, she can't help him, she can't save him. She's his suffering. She's his death. ]