At long last...it was over... The bloody fighting had come to an end. But while relief flooded her aching body, sadness filled her heart. With eyes filled with tears, she slowly approached the tall sword that stood on a cliff wich overlooked the bloody battlefield. With trembling lips, her fingers gently touched the cold metal. Finally, overcome with grief, she fell to her knees, grasping the sword tightly in her hands. She pressed her head against the hilt as the first tears fell. The sword belonged to the greatest warrior known to these lands and her greatest love. It was his weapon and it was now her only memento of him.

Yes, the terrible war was over, but at the cost of her beloved. He willingly sacrificed himself to the Gods so that peace may finally heal the lands and its people; so that his companion may have a brighter future. But, she wondered, how bright could her future be if she must now brave the world alone?

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Original (pretty) version: [link]


*EDIT* Ah, the Aftermath version. Battle-worn enough? I might add a little more blood or change the blood brushes since I was too lazy to fidn my other blood brushes And no I didn't fix her hair at all >.<

Cloud brushes: I can't remember right now who made them but hopefully I'll find out

Blood: