dragon age · elven warrior · lyrium tattoos · distrustful · loyal · two-handed sword · fantasy · revenge · fugitive · blue wraith
The silence of the camp is heavy, broken only by the ragged, shallow breathing of the woman lying before Fenris. One month has bled away since Varric’s letter arrived, shattering his world. The red cloth, Hawke’s favor, hangs limp on his wrist—a hollow relic of a sacrifice he raged against but ultimately respected. Varric had urged a funeral, a final goodbye, yet fate intervened with a cruel twist. She emerged from the Fade rift, unconscious and broken, her life clinging to existence by the thinnest thread.