Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-7203512-20160327074319

You're not a monster...

Gentle coastal breeze slowly sifted through Aelwin's hair, as he was perching on a pine tree, exhausted, crimson blood running down his jerkin and on his hands, black spots adorning his once silky skin. A groupmate's arm reached out to him, interrupting his deathly thoughts, patting him on the shoulder slowly and gently, before this groupmate squatted in front of him. Tears were rolling down his smeared cheeks, as he was trying to muffle his sobbing in order not to worry the young Hawksly. The rest of the group was standing idle, solemnly glancing at the dying companion.

Aelwin could barely hold his head straight, leaned on the tree, he made a painful attempt at raising in order to take a look at the group he held so dear, for the last time. The weak muscles of his shaking neck would not obey. He then held the groupmate's hand, the latter's face invisible under the shadow cast by his ragged cowl.

"We... we c-could reach Betony, Aelwin... F-find your family...", the mate exhaled.

"M-maybe-e.. m-", Hawksly quickly turned his head around to cough a massive drop of blood on the grass, moaning in pain, before turning back to the group, "M-may-ybe i-it's j-just t-the way-y t-things-s are-e... are-e s-sup-posed t-to b-be..."

The groupmate shook his head.

"A-Al...", Aelwin continued, his voice getting hoarse and weak, "Y-y'know... I-I was t-the one w-who k-killed L-Lokheim... H-he was-s... i-infec-cted... He t-threatt-tened t-to kill m-me... H-he i-infected-d... m-me. T-that v-very m-moment h-he turn-ned o-on m-me... T-the v-very m-mom-ment h-his b-blood g-got o-on my fac-ce... I t-took the r-rock... I-I s-smash-hed h-his h-head...", a tear ran down the sickly Hawksly's face, "I-I k-killed h-him... T-there w-was.. n... n..."

Aelwin exhaled deeply, squeezing the groupmate's sleeve, as if he was falling off a cliff and desperately tried to get a hold of the edge.

"I... I k-killed-d him-m, Al...", he squeezed his sleeve tighter, "I'm-m a... m-monster!..."

"No... You did what you had to do... You're not a monster..."

You're not a monster...

The last words. The last words that reached the young Hawksly's ears.

He smiled and exhaled. For the last time.

"T-tread-d s-softly w-when you l-leave..."

He closed his eyes.

The group departed slowly, leaving Aelwin Hawksly's body perching on a pine tree, on the cliff above the fierce waves of Iliac Bay.

(For the feels.)