Upon this field a woman is running..
Blood is seeping from a mortal wound..
But still she is running on...
The dogs are close by....
The desperation is closing on her as a black cloud....
No hope ...
No friends to assist...
She falls over...
All is lost...
The dog closes in...
She prepares for the darkness....
The spark of life taken away..
But it never comes...
Another person jumps in front of her....
A manly figure...
With an roar the sword chops the dogs away....
She is saved...

This she thinks back to this day as she weeps in front of his tomb..
How could he...
How could he be this selfish....
How could he leave her...
Alone....
In the darkness...
As the silvery tears falls...
So does she...
All is lost she thinks....
All is gone..
As desperation takes her down with her to eternal abyss...
She thinks...
One day...
I will see you again...
Still within her a flicker of light are burning...
Forth an dagger glinting in the night and goes home...
Home into her heart...
As her life essence once again flows freely...
But this time no desperation are haunting her...
Just the need of see her supporting mortal friend once more....
All that is left is darkness....
And the flicker of hope...

-Mybrokenwings