Random Solavellan Angst Idea That I'll Prob Never Use:

Random Solavellan angst idea that I'll prob never use:

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The crimson was soaking into the mud. Lavellan wasn't sure when the rain started. She could barely feel the droplets on her face. The deep gash to her abdomen was visible through her torn armour, seeping bright red blood.

There was no pain anymore, washed away with the rain. The noise of the battle field was like she was listening through water. Suddenly she was jostled as someone lifted her. She thought she could hear someone calling her but they sounded so far away. She forced her eyes to focus.

Solas stared down at her, eyes wide and face twisted like he was in pain. She tried to sit up but her strength was failing her.

Oh.

She was dying, wasn't she?

Her thoughts seemed to clear as Solas tried desperately to heal her. She could faintly feel the warm glow of his magic.

"Your magic can't heal this..."

"Vhenan, don't." His voice was rough and broken, and she wasn't sure if it was the rain or if he was crying.

Her fingers twitched to wipe them away but couldn't will her arms to move.

"Vhenan, please... stay." He looked so much like the broken man who had left her that evening in Crestwood. Yet his words were so different now.

Lavellan tried to smile for him.

"I wish I could Vhenan... I wanted..." her breath trembled. "I wanted one last dream with you..."

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THE END.

Came to me during my walk home from work and I already have too many fic WIPs to make new ones.

Doomed by the narrative Solavellan rots in my skull.

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How It Started

Vs How It Ended

"I worry sometimes she forgets: there's a bunch of people who lose sleep over her getting back home.

Soldiers like the Commander are rare.

Women like Shepard... even more rare."

Shepard, you deserved better.

"The Three of Swords"

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My darlings. My loves. My Roman Empire.

When all is said and done I hope they get to find some peace.

His pride weighs on him, seeing such a beautiful spirit, knowing that, in a way, his mistakes have killed her. His heart.

Var Lath Vir Suledin

+ Some close up details♡

Animatic inspired by my fic Red Glow.

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