Time trickled by, each second an eternity.My vision grew blurrier, the world distorting before my eyes.My breathing grew weaker, the rise and fall of my chest nearly ceasing.The warmth was leaving my body, like a dying fire in winter, leaving only cold ash.I could feel my life force slipping away, starting from my fingertips.First my fingers, then my hands, then my arms…Like a receding tide, pulling me out into the deep.The distant gunfire faded, the explosions fell silent.Either Fenris had won, or he was dead.But it no longer mattered to me.Whatever the outcome, I wouldn't be there to see it.I closed my eyes, waiting for the final moment.An image of our childhood flickered in my mind.The Fenris who would pick wildflowers for me, who would lift me high into the air to pick the sweetest fruit from the trees.The Fenris who would hold me tight when I was scared and promise that no one would ever hurt me.Back then, we both thought fate would be kind to those who loved each o
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