I killed the monsters that were trying to kill me. Not very well, though, as I usually come away unscathed. Not this time.
I lifted up my shirt to reveal the bloody gash stretching across my abdomen. I would go to the hospital, but I kind of got injured in the middle of a post-bombing scene. The injury might get infected, if it hadn't already.
Quests normally go out in trios. A quest leader, and two accomplices. Hopefully Ozias is smart enough to bring one of the camp medics with him. I have tried many unsuccessful attempts to staunch the blood flow but the monsters claws must've been magic or some σκατα.
Desperate for help, I grab my bag and begin to write a letter.
Forget the most recent monster attacks ending my life, bleeding gash infections will get to me first!
I quickly fashion one of my signature origami envelopes and fold the note into a small square. I put the note in the envelope, threw it into the air, and watched it get whisked away into a non-existent breeze.
The blue sky above shimmered purple with the threat of night. But, something is wrong. There's a small aviating figure in the air that's too small to be a bird. Then, it fell into my hands. It's a replica of my envelopes, and I feel a letter similar to the ones that I send.
Alexandria,
Help is on the way. I'm leading the quest to save you from your... predicament.
Don't worry and don't die.
-Ozias.
I'll try not to, I think to myself.but the letter has given me newfound hope. I can survive this. I will survive this. I can survive until Ozias gets here. I can survive. I will survive.
Hopefully.
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Compilation of Less Depressing Favorite Stories
FanfictionSpoiler warning, where your favorite characters don't die and you aren't depressed cause they're dead. Or, they're other stories that are just plain sad. Or stuff. I write stuff
