Goodbye
Until their last day, Ajak and Anacaona always got involved in healing people after battles. Anacaona never feared the danger surrounding these situations, she had survived for over six decades now, and if she was to leave, she would do so with peace in her heart.
Ajak, on the other hand, had lived for more millennials than she could reckon, and whenever her wife started to weaken, she would invite her to slip into their shared bed to cure whatever limb was hurting her. Anacaona always refused for Ajak to try to make her younger, time was like a river, it had a duty to flow. Yes her face was wrinkled, her hand shaky, but it was natural. Something Ajak could not begin to grasp.
The morning Anacaona left for the other world, Ajak felt devastated. Death was so… foreign. Maybe she thought that her wife would stay here forever. But even their child had left for Europe a few decades ago. She had more wisdom than anyone on this earth, but still mourned like everyone else.
Tears wailing in her eyes, she did everything she could to bring Anacaona back, bargaining with Arishem in exchange for her powers if needed, but the celestial refused. “Nothing can bring her back. She is human” they said.
Losing her felt as if her heart was ripped out daily. The only place she could still find the company of her wife was her dreams, making her mornings more painful than anything else. The Eternal always reached for the side of the bed, hoping to find a hand, a chest, a waist, anything to hold. The covers were always cold under her fingers.
Often, Ikaris would come and check up on her, bringing Sersi when he felt it was needed. The man would clean around the house and Sersi would hold her. It was not much, but the care in those actions brought life back into Ajak. She had a family to tend to.
They buried her with the assistance of a tribe she had helped so many times, to make sure her body would rest the way the woman would have wanted. Ajak had insisted on growing flowers in her honour too, and with Sersi’s help, their garden became the most magnificent place they had ever seen.
It was time for Ajak to go back to her mission, travel the world, see the others. Trying to reunite them would be pointless, none of them would want to regroup, but seeing them would most likely bring peace in her heart.
“I won’t forget you. How could I?” Ajak stood before the sea, addressing her last words to her wife before leaving for her new adventures with Ikaris. “Don’t miss me too much. I will join you someday, dearest, I promise.”