Arrow Lake so only one life can't be enough

@Mahler - it is time. :) "No rest for the wicked" by Lykke Li felt very appropriate.

Sarah had stolen a glimpse at Ibis, while no one had been around. The girl had been sound asleep, breathing evenly, blissfully unaware of the world outside. Innocent. Helpless. Unreachable. Doomed. Despite her promise to protect her niece from all evil, she had not been there, when the fateful attack had taken place. Now there was nothing she could do for the girl. Waiting out was an option, but far too many things in Sarah's life had gone down the drain for her to harbour any optimism that things would be alright again. 

With her ward gone, Sarah's world was an empty void once again. She had not connected to anyone inside the group during her stay and felt no loyalty or obligations towards Awol or Kavik. The leadership positions were still open for her to claim. She had been a queen once, she could rise again, for one evening she had entertained herself with this thought, but the next morning had brought her sickness so severe that she no longer felt able to lead anyone, let alone get outside of her den and take care of herself.

Something stronger than her was torturing her body and she knew not, how to fight it. The worst part was that not all days were equally bad. She would have weeks of feeling okay and she never knew, when the weakness would affect her. So on one of her good spells she left the Emberwood behind and headed to the mountains. Sarah had remembered that she still had one friend left in this world and as she neared the areas Mahler roamed, her mind was plagued by idea that if only she could meet him, he could fix things somehow.

Because she knew not anymore, which way to go. She had survived, she had fought, made life-changing decisions only to return, where she had been before. Unhappy, depressed, without a home or a family. Empty and alone. The unfairness of it all hurt her very much, she had tried and she had failed. Again and again. 

By the time she had reached the Arrow lake, the night had set in and the pale moonlight was the first to greet her, when she stopped to take a rest. Sarah lifted her head, stared at the shiny orb for a very long time, then averted her gaze and leaned down to satiate her thirst. It had become immense lately.