Last Haze [] Magpies Demise [] SRP

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Magpieswirl... Magpieswirl? Can you hear me? Don't go out there. You're not feeling well again. Get some rest. Dizziness........Dizzy......///,,,,.........................,,,... Diz D̵͎̮͛̆͘į̸̰̱̻̔͑͋͌̄́͐͜z̴̼̉̈́͌̎̑̈z̶̺͙̮͍͋̇̃̽̿̊́̚͘y̵̥͍̅̓̇͗͐͝͝ . Magpie stopped listening to others. She shut everyone out. The only company she wanted was all gone now. Today was a cold bitter day. The winter felt harsh this year. She grew to like the cold. Reminded her of her younger days. She used to absolutely hate it, but there was always a hint of warmness at the end of the day after stepping into the cold that made her beam a slight smile. However, it would be near impossible for her to feel that way today. Her head was going haywire. Everything almost felt like a daze. She should be used to this by now, but it seems that the older she got, the worse her condition grew. Maggie could feel her body shifting, in and out. In. Out. In . Ou t . It always feels distorted and strange. A whirl of confusion and headache. And she never seemed to know how long it lasted in real life, for it all just feels like a dream in the end. Mags could never imagine what it must look like to other cats. She took a deep breath in the little moments she felt conscious and grounded. Over all these moons, luckily, she's figured out ways to manage her disorder. Coming to terms that she had it was never easy, but it's something she has learned to live with, through the chaos of it all. Magpieswirl groggily made her way out of camp. Not caring that a blizzard was on its way. She hardly could even tell which way was right, but she kept trudging forward. She didn't really have a place in mind. She just knew, she had to leave camp. She sunk her paws into the cold snow. It seemed to get deeper the farther she went. Mags found her way on top of a hill. The temperatures were low, very very low. For some reason, the cold didn't get through Maggie's head. She was too busy battling her own mind. It felt like the sky was closing in on her. A daze upon her mind. She tried to take in a shaky breath. The cold air shocking her and making her slightly realize she was in a place she probably shouldn't be. Her vision was cloudy. She didn't feel like she was there anymore. Her paws quaked with pain, the sensation jolting through her body. Was it still her body? These were all symptoms she had been dealing with for over most of her life from time to time. The reason for them happening were still unknown to her. She just remembered it began when she was going through training as an apprentice, a very.. difficult time in her life as she had dealt with a lot of personal affairs as well. Suddenly, she recognized something she had encountered in a dream of hers. A black swirl charging straight at her at a crazy speed. It swerved right through her like it usually does, trying to knock her off her balance that she already didn't really have. She gasped for air that seemed like it wasn't there. Suddenly, her head felt empty. But this is just like every other time... right? .. wrong Her body wasn't as young as it used to be. The cold overtook her. Her breathing slowed for good. And this time... she truly did leave her body, heading for the stars instead. Rest in peace Magpieswirl. ♥♥♥ and many moons later, blue orchids sprouted in the area she was found not alive. iykyk