→ 21 Apr 14 at 3 am
DO YOU KNOW HOW OFTEN THIS HAPPENED TO ME
The Blight had been unleashed on Ferelden.
And when the only light that illuminated even the darkest of days is extinguished, what do you have left to lose?
"I’m so sorry, Hawke", he spluttered between heaving sobs, "This is all my fault!". He held the fresh crisp robes that adorned her slight frame tightly, the dirt and grime from his palms leaving filthy smears on the sleeves. He wanted to reach out and touch the brand, hoping the gesture would awaken him from his slumber, sweat laden and panting after another night of fitful nightmares.
Her head slowly shook from side to side almost methodical in its sway.
"I was dangerous and a threat. I was punished and now there is peace".
The white-blue fire that engulfed him, crackling and hissing like searing flesh, made every inch of the gallows shake. Peace would be the last word he’d ever want to hear.