Post by Katty on Sept 12, 2009 20:04:42 GMT 10
Title: Gone
Rating: G
Prompt: #10 Magic
Words: 153
Summary: Baird of Queenscove comes to terms with the loss of his Gift. Angst.
The words rung through his skull, clear but unintelligible.
“Baird- I’m so sorry– you’ll never be able to use your Gift again. After the damage the heart attack caused... healing will put too much strain on your heart. You can’t risk it.”
He knows they struggled to save him. It took every ounce of his assistant’s skill and Gift and then some to bring him back from the brink of the Black God’s realm. Had he been in charge, he wouldn’t have let them fight that hard for a man of his years. His life had been full and long, and though that end would have been sudden, it wouldn’t have been entirely unwelcome. Not compared to the alternative, at least.
Not healing. The concept was so foreign to him. Healing had made him who it was. No longer was he Baird of Queenscove, Chief of the Palace Healers.
He was just... Baird.
Rating: G
Prompt: #10 Magic
Words: 153
Summary: Baird of Queenscove comes to terms with the loss of his Gift. Angst.
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The words rung through his skull, clear but unintelligible.
“Baird- I’m so sorry– you’ll never be able to use your Gift again. After the damage the heart attack caused... healing will put too much strain on your heart. You can’t risk it.”
He knows they struggled to save him. It took every ounce of his assistant’s skill and Gift and then some to bring him back from the brink of the Black God’s realm. Had he been in charge, he wouldn’t have let them fight that hard for a man of his years. His life had been full and long, and though that end would have been sudden, it wouldn’t have been entirely unwelcome. Not compared to the alternative, at least.
Not healing. The concept was so foreign to him. Healing had made him who it was. No longer was he Baird of Queenscove, Chief of the Palace Healers.
He was just... Baird.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!