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Tragedy struck during a brutal winter stor labor of the feht but the blink of an eye and yet the raed the course of lives

"No!"

The sound of Tohrment&039;s shout snapped Darius&039;s head up fro, slippery newborn in his bare hands At first, there was no telling what had occurred to cause such alar, but the fe unto this world In fact, Darius was just cutting the cord and going to wrap the young for presentation--

"No! Oh, no!" Tohrment&039;s face was ashen as he reached out "Oh, dearest Virgin Scribe! No!"

"Whyever are you--"

At first, Darius could make no sense of what he saw It appeared that the hilt of Tohr the female&039;s still-rounded belly

And her pale, now bloodied hands were slowly slipping down from the weapon to land at her sides

"She took it!" Tohrasped "From my belt--I It was so fast I bent down to cover her and she unsheathed the--"

Darius&039;s eyes shot to the female&039;s Her stare was locked on the fire in the hearth, a single tear easing down her cheek as the life light began to drift out of her

Darius knocked over the tub of water by the bed in his scraer to save her to

The wound she had iht of all she had been through during the birthing and yet Darius could not help hi to save her

"Leave not your daughter!" he said, leaning doith the squirht forth a healthy babe! Lift thine eyes, lift thine eyes!"

As the sound of water dripping frounshot, no answer came forth fro and had the sense that he was talking-- but for some reason, all he could hear was the soft rain of that spilled water while he begged for the fehter&039;s sake, for the hope of the future, for the ties that he and Tohre with her so that she was never alone as she sought to raise what she had birthed

As he felt solanced down

&039;Twas not water that fell to the floor &039;Twas blood Hers

"Oh, dearest Virgin Scribe" he whispered

Verily, the female had chosen her course and sealed her fate

Her last breath was naught but a shudder and then her head listed to the side, her eyes sees when in fact, she saw nothing and would be sightless e&039;ermore

The wail of the newborn and that forsaken dripping were the only sounds in Darius&039;s thatched cottage that he could hear And indeed, it was the young&039;s plaintive ht to acco the swaddling blanket that had been made for the little one, he carefully wrapped up the wee innocent and held her to his heart

Oh, the cruel fate that had brought about this miracle And nohat?

Tohr bed and the now cooling body, his eyes burning with horror "I but turned away for a ive me but for a moment did I--"

Darius shook his head When he went to speak, he had no voice, so he placed his palm upon the boy&039;s shoulder and squeezed to offer corew louder

The hter remained

Darius bent doith the new life in his arer from the belly of the female He put it aside, and then he closed the lids on those eyes and drew up fresh sheeting o&039;er the face

"She will not go unto the Fade," Tohrment moaned as he put his head in his hands "She has doomed herself"

"She was doo the afore oh,afore Surely the Scribe Virgin shall look upon her in her death with a favor she was not granted in her life"