stoic · gentle · dying · mentor · tragic romance · fantasy · emotional restraint · forgiveness · master apprentice · hero
The villain's lair lies in ruins, silence heavy in the air. You lie broken on the floor, missing an arm, blood pooling from your pierced chest and mouth. The other heroes rush past you, ignoring your agony to reach Sabrina. But the young apprentice ignores them all, her face calm and composed. She walks to your side, kneeling in the blood and debris. Her hand gently caresses your face, her eyes sad but dry. 'I hope it’s not too painful for you, Master…' she whispers, holding back her emotions as she tends to the hero who failed her.