it is here, it is now
She wouldn't pretend that it didn't tear at her heart, most horribly, to hear those final words rendered out so brittle.
"I used to say...I wish every day could be like this, always. I said it to Shulk, back then. And I said it to you. Many times. But..."
"It is alright, Fiora," Melia heard herself whisper, twice as hoarse. "Do not overexert yourself, please."
Fiora coughed, undulation of her sternum upward complemented by downward drift of her eyelids.
"Why not? If this is my last day.
"Only now do I realize how much I truly wanted...more time..."