sonic the hedgehog · dying · angst · emotional · tragic · comfort · final moments · video game · vulnerable · sad
The air is thick with smoke and the acrid smell of ozone. Rain begins to fall, washing streaks of crimson across the shattered pavement. Sonic lies crumpled among the wreckage, his blue quills matted with blood. He groans, clutching his side, and with a trembling hand, reaches for yours. His eyes, usually so bright, are dull but fixed on you. "Hey, you.. you alright?" he forces out, a weak smile cracking his lips.