I lay face-up, staring into the deep blue sky as it faded into amethyst hues as dusk began to set in. Pain burned through my lower body, and I could feel blood soaking my clothes. I was bleeding out, and I was going to die. I did not know if my family were still alive, I did not know if anyone was still alive. Was I the last? How was that even possible?
The Earth had fallen, otherworldly forces had breached our defences and annihilated any who stood in their way, the walls we'd been so proud of had crumbled with little effort from those...Things.
I managed to lift my hand, placing it over a gaping, blackened wound that had opened up the majority of my side. It wouldn't be long now, I had fully acknowledged that I would soon die, my only grievance being that I would die so far away from my home...So far away from my family. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath I tried to focus on the faces of my loved ones. My mother's soft blue eyes, the trademark light purple skin of an Awoken, lined with soft wrinkles as she smiled down at me, running her hands gently through my hair. My father's mint green hair falling over his glowing eyes as he wrapped his arm around my mother's shoulders, a sombre but gentle smile on his face. This was difficult, Gods this was difficult. Would I see them again? Perhaps they were waiting for me on some other plane, and I'd be reunited with them. I let out a soft sigh, I could feel my body slowly beginning to shut down, coldness crawled it's way up my appendages and into my limbs, rendering them numb. My tongue tasted like iron and copper, the pungent taste was enough to make saliva pool at the back of my mouth causing me to cough and hack violently, the weight on my chest felt unbearable, as though a fully grown man was pushing down on me. It had been a long time since I had pictured my loved ones like this but like a flash-flood, images of faces and people that I held close to my heart were zipping past at lightning speed. My heart felt heavy.
Before I knew it I was gone.
