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To be left alone

The brimwitch stood upon familiar magmic land. 

Visions of the future became visions of the past as blood melted into the ground and tears steamed into the air.

She had her time to grief, and stood before a foe far, far greater than her- Ready to give her everything. Everything she was- Her indviduality lost.

...but in the end.. Only she remained once more.

She lost those important to her..But she remained. As if tethered to this world by luck or force, she didn't want to spend it alone.

But her attempt to save her dearest bulwark's life may have given them a fate worse than death, their memory tainted...

An overwhelming guilt of selfishness and regret washed over her.

She gazed to the sky, watching the stars fall. The very heavens weep in rejoice of the death of the horrible thief- But she feels no lasting joy.

Only fear.

Worry of the future. Worry of the past.  

But life must keep moving. Nothing stops its path. She could be given no rest, just as her fated knight. She deserved this, she thought. Every second of it...
And who was to say she would not follow a similar path of madness as the demon they had slain that day? 
All these things converged to one thought...

So she left those magmic lands for her own, with a new hunger. A new lust- Replacing her will for companionship..

To be left alone.