Trigger warning: Character death.
“Deyanira! No!” I screamed at the top of my lungs when I found her body drowning in a pool of blood. She lay on her side, clutching her abdomen with one hand and her sword with the other. Her eyes reddened as blood slowly consumed her irises. She was in such a state that my tears could not be controlled. They poured down freely like a waterfall as I kneeled beside her. “No… Please…”
I choked on my own tears.
She weakly blinked and found my eyes. “You’re alive…” she whispered, a trail of blood escaping her mouth and trailing down her jaw. It was a painful sight; I felt horrible too, for not realizing the lengths she’d go to find me alive. I have been underestimating my sister’s love for me and now, she’s proven it at the cost of her life.
“I-I am... I a
