Requiem

All it took was a single slip of a blade. Cool metal warming as it pierces cloth and skin and bone and organ. The body of a teen going limp on the hilt of a god's sword.

Below them, the grass stained golden. Far above them, a single string was cut, and farther above still, a star, gleaming and bright, went out.

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A teenager is killed in battle. Their family is left to pick up the pieces.

Or; a study of grief, loss, and how a ragtag family of gods, angels, demons and mortals tries to cope.

(a one shot of a bigger story)