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Healing and circumstances ~Melanie West part.2
« on: September 15, 2008, 01:17:41 PM »
This is a continuation of the original topic http://www.nwnravenloft.com/forum/index.php?topic=4949.0



//Story not for the faint of heart.

Experimentation
How long had it been, time had no meaning here. For days at a time she would lay in her own filth and darkness. How she hoped to die, her body was a living sore, crawling maggots keeping her well aware of that, nibbling at the rotting flesh relentlessly. She crawled further into the hole, the dirt was soft and dry here at least, she needed a wall. Slowly moving her body like she was used to by now, the lack of legs and arms was a challenge but she managed after much effort. She needed a wall to lay her back against, to keep her grounded. She bumped into the brittle dirt wall and sighed contently as she hurried to huddle against it. There it was, waiting for her. A maggot crawled too close to her mouth and quickly her tongue licked it in, chewing at the tiny bit of squirm before swallowing it. That'll teach them.. she snickered to herself. She closed her eyes, darkness was not so scary then.

Hours, days, years, centuries passes, a voice clear and high echoes and awakes the sleeping stump. Melanie are you awake? We have work to do my dear. a Mordentish voice. Melanie's eyes jerked wide open as the undead mortician stepped closer with a covered lantern. Ah there you are, i brought you breakfast. the pale woman said as she placed a bowl of foul gruel content before the stump. Red bloody meat, fresh and juicy. At the glow of the lantern, Melanie could see the tiny worm squirming on the rat corpse but she cared little, diving in with her mouth, taking it all in before the bowl would be taken away. And she ate it all.

Later that time, Melanie found herself tied again to the table, Erika poured some water to her lips and she drank and drank, enough to make herself sick but she kept her mouth shut, forcing the liquid back down again, she needed it.  I think i finally got this right. went on Erika, scroll in hand she read the spell Melanie recognized as a monstrous regeneration, from her shoulder a new bone stretched and formed, flesh,  muscles and sinew growing in order till it had fully grown again. Unphased by the screeching of pain, the mortician grabbed the stiff arm and stuck the hand into a bucket of filthy black mucus, tying it there. Now soon enough, we'll know if the plague is ready! She was so excited, after years of research she had make a breakthrough. The light went off again and from darkness rose a howl of horror and above all pain.

Hours later she returned with the hooded lantern. Goodness gracious, what do we have here. Unconscious, Melanie was still breathing, alas. The slime had covered her whole arm it seemed, eaten away the newly grown flesh and left behind the smooth and ivory bone of the arm, clean of any remaining blood or skin. It was a success. Quickly she wiped the slime off the rest of her shoulder and closed the wound with needle and string around the bone. Maggots has already taken oven. As much as Erika toss them aside they would always come back, she shrugged and went back to her discovery.  On her desk a jar, inside a little fetus decomposing in a filthy liquid.

Hours, darkness, she found her wall again. This time there was something else with her in the hole, sniffling and crying. Maybe it was a cat she thought. Movement, she kept quiet, a small hand suddently came from darkness, touching her. Mama! Mama! cried the dirty child. He couldnt have been older than three, but Melanie screamed, and screamed louder than she ever did. So did the child who then ran off into the darkness. It took her a while to calm down but when she did, she could hear the quiet sniffling of the child. Shut up ! Shut up! she screamed to him, Erika came again and took the child this time, scolding Melanie for being so noisy. She never saw him again. Darkness again.

Days went on, or was it a lifelong wait, sickness took to her innards, she couldnt keep any food or water down, she was bleeding from every orifices and death was lurking. Life force sucked out of her, she longed for death. Gentle arms picked her up, unaware, unknowing, she thought, an angel. Then she woke up, and there was pain again, so much pain.

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Re: Healing and circumstances ~Melanie West part.2
« Reply #1 on: September 17, 2008, 01:17:19 AM »


Vision of horror


Blurry vision, bright light, so bright and beautiful. Even the sore that is her body cannot overcome how beautiful the light was at that very moment. She felt her body soon again as gentle arms carried her. Maggots crawling away in fright, unto the knight that carried away their meals, quickly burrowing into his armor. But valiant he walked steadily and carried the living stump to a room. The whole church was taken by a great panic, yell for towels, water, healers, food! Left and right people running and hurrying to the side of the then lost and now found. Unearthed Melanie West, or was it? Her closest friends by her side, strangers starring as they helped to make the woman more comfortable. She could only lay there in tears, in pain. From her sores oozed a yellow infection that stunk to all hells, staining the sheets and carpets where it dripped.

Gentle hands, gentle voice, Mother Ana kept eye contact with the stump, dripping water to her mouth and a pinch of cheese, Melanie felt sick, suddently aware enough of her condition, it felt even worst, she was awake. Worms and fleas on the outside were one thing, but her innards were sick, tapeworm eating away her intestines and parasites feeding on her stomach and mouth, bugs crawling under her skin. As Lizuca herself stepped in the room, she had to stop and stare, vomit nearly coming to her mouth, she had to look away, twice even. How could such thing be allowed to happen to those that kept themselves to the light. The stump squirmed and moaned in pain, dear god.. it was alive. Lizuca rushed to her side and began incantations of high powers, joined in by the knight to her side and Mother Ana. The pure light, the positive energy that came from the three filled her body, destroying one after the other the sickness that ate her body for months, restoring her innards and soothing her skin of their sores. More ooze came, cleansing her. Hours it was of praying and chanting over her, slowly regenerating her members to a human shape.

Layers upon layers of filth still covered her, the priestess had long left to rest and Melanie remained with the knight and the archer, both coveting her with their love and friendship, a hint of guilt. They carried her to a bath where she first soaked, the water turned akin to sewage in a matter of minutes. A friend was summoned to help with the cleaning and cheerfull Narai'a arrived, armed with soap and scented perfumes. Foggy mind, Melanie does not remember much of the next few hours, but soon she was in clean clothes and sheets, sleeping, finally, it was over.

And she slept and slept, her back to the wall, arms and legs stiff as wood but there, she could touch herself, itch her scalp and touch her face. It was wonderful. Suddently  in her sleep she heard a heavy noise and she jerked up, suddently a vice to her stomach, she thought herself back into the pit, a familiar figure appeared into the doorway, without her spectacles she couldn't really make out who but she yelled and moaned, the vice to her stomach was making her sick. Melanie!? he yelled in alert. He said something else and left, she would know later it was Kane who had learned the news. She felt sick and passed out again. But she slept, it was real.

How everything was so beautiful, the sun, the moon, the stars, food and water. How beautiful, how wonderful. This was true bliss, true happiness, a few hesitant notes of a debutant in violin, a honeycake, soft linen to the touch, fresh air and light. She wanted it all, she desired it all, it was euphoria and hysteria all at once.

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Re: Healing and circumstances ~Melanie West part.2
« Reply #2 on: September 19, 2008, 05:24:06 PM »


The simplest pleasures

I recall the gardens of my childhood, sun warming my skin on clear days, buzzing of honey bees in the air, alone among a sea of flowers. Oh the simplest pleasures.

Lyrithean had brought her a bunch of blue roses, Nara'ia spent a fortune to Mariska's and she found a clean and soft robe on her bed. Everyone was so nice, so loving. Words of friendship, reassurance and wish of happiness filled her ears. She was fortunate to have so many friends, even unknowingly. She used to eat so little, and drink far too much, now each crumb of food that touched her tongue was made of pure bliss, orgasmic mouthful of goodness was found in everything she could put her hands on. It made the Light carriers of the church laugh heartily, she was like a child. For a few days she even kept Nara'ia's water skin tightly clutched in her hand, never wanting to let go of it.

Yoshinaka, Soren, Aran, faces of another time all came to her, even Dorin and Drudoc's daughter, but of all, she had Aaricia again, the connection between them had been severed forcefully and now it was time for healing. Together sharing a sweet pleasure of cherries and honey, like before, when times were simpler, when she didn't felt the weight of the world on her shoulders. And now it was gone, she felt she could enjoy it again. Even a gruff ranger she never knew before, gave her food and company, of all things she didn't wanted to be left alone again. As much as she slept with a candle lit. She feared darkness even so now. So much consequences, so much pain for a simple child.

Nothing else mattered at this moment, she couldn't afford to think about anything else but herself, she had to become stronger, she had to become healthy enough. Life could simply not just end this way. Later she would come to terms with what had happened, with a cold and factual mind, right now she was too emotional, driven to tears at the simplest things, feeling rain on her face and grass under her feet had made her laugh and laugh. Life was so beautiful right now.. the only shadow was her missing husband, him too had gone and gotten himself lost, looking for her. All said the same story, one day he left to find her and never came back. If fate allowed it, perhaps she would be in his arms again someday.



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Re: Healing and circumstances ~Melanie West part.2
« Reply #3 on: June 10, 2009, 09:02:34 PM »
*bump for safeguard*

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