Hades
The ground beneath me tilted, the tension returning with unrelenting vengeance.
My mouth fell open, hands dropping uselessly at my sides as my eyes clashed with his warm green ones.
There was no humor. No twinkle. Nothing.
Just swirls of pain and fear—ones he still refused to let show.
"No…"
The word sounded foreign, my voice as distant as though it came from someone else entirely.
Slowly, my chest grew too tight—too constricted for my heart.
The world should have stopped then. It had no right to continue spinning.
How dare it simply carry on…
As my friend—
No.
As my best friend lay here dying.
Telling me he knew…
While I could only kneel here and do nothing.
I had power at my fingertips—buzzing, simmering, begging to be used.
But they were only meant for destruction.
Nothing inside the husk of my body could heal him.
I could only watch…
As the light in his eyes—that had always burned so bright—began to dim.
He smiled.