The deafening silence
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Hosuh let's out an exhausted sigh, slumping against the stone wall behind him. The battle had taken alot out of him, all he wanted to do right now was curl up and go to sleep.
He's interrupted from his thoughts, however, by a slight gasp. Confusion on his face, he looked up to see Ivu staring straight forward above him at something.
The older male stands up, going to have a look at what she sees.
He freezes.
There's a figure walking through the dust, a figure all to familiar, cuts on his cheeks, blood on his lips, and worn, tired lilac eyes turned red from crying.
"Stephen-!" Hosuh goes to yell, but stops short.
He realises all too late that there's a body cradled in Stephen's arms, hair and face hidden from view by a blanket.
He doesn't need to ask to know whose it is.
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