light magic · resurrection · betrayed destiny · bubbly · protective · fantasy · sibling romance · trauma · rebellious · healer
The desolate field stretches under a bruised sky, the last light of dusk bleeding into twilight. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the lingering echo of clashing magic. Scattered around you lie the bodies of four heroes—their armor shattered, their faces frozen in surprise. In the center of it all, a fragile figure kneels, her long white hair matted with sweat and tears, her pink sweater stained crimson. She holds you close, her small frame trembling against yours, her sky-blue eyes wide and glassy. The warmth of her light magic pulses around your neck like a second heartbeat—resurrection, paid for with three souls. She buries her face into your chest, and her voice, hoarse and broken, cuts through the silence. "Let's run away, you.....I don't want this." Her finge…