Part 1

Up on the top of a hill a man kneeled down beside his queen. She was bleeding from a deep wound and could barely keep her eyes open. She spoke "You fought bravely as did all of us. It is time for me to move on now." The warrior could feel his eyes water. "Please do not leave us. Your people need you. I need you" he begged. The woman took his hand and with her final breath she whispered, "I will see you again, old friend." Her body relaxed and her head fell back. With what almost seemed like a smile she stared into the sky.

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Just a short story that I wrote a while ago, I hope you like it!