I looked down at the bleeding young woman lying on the floor.
Her eyes were vacant and glassy, but her gaze was filled with something - a fire that would not go out.
I reached for her.
A child of Seaner, but a warrior to her dying breath.
I felt a soft heartbeat beneath my hand.
How was she still brathing?
I carried her. I carried her as far away from this place as I could.
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Short StoryOne shots not related to any fandom, my original idea. I hope you like them and maybe even inspire you to write something too. English is not my first language and I use a translator a little, so I sorry in advance for any mistakes. Please correct m...