Where am I?
What is being screamed at me?
I feel so much pain. But, it's like I'm no longer in my own body.
I can barely make out anything but the blackness and the pain.
"Skold, D, Wake up! C'mon! You better not die!"
I know the voices somewhere, but it hurts to even think. The blackness is closing in.
The battle was intense. Flames spouting all about, my scythe clashing against the lizard's armor, claws, and teeth. Yet, in the end, I spent all my firepower in one fatal blow. The reprocussion left me like this. A human in the hybrid realm.
The blackness is enveloping me, rest, that's all I need.
Just a little rest.
"Skold, please, don't give up after all you've done."
W-winter, she's crying on me. Her tears are cold. I can feel some streaming down my face too. I just want one final touch before I go. One last memory.
It burns like hell, but I got my hand on her back. I try to give her a final goodbye hug but, I feel so frail.
Probably didn't even notice it.
This'll hurt worse, but I can't go without saying it. It only comes out in a small, quiet, rasp. "Goodbye, Winter."
"No, no you can't go!"
I don't have to even look to know the tears are streaming fresh from her eyes. It kills me to bear it. Tears stream fresh down my face too. It just kills me to know how much I'm putting her through. That's it.
It kills me.
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