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This is a flashback snippet from Tales of Wilted Flowers, taking place a few years in the past when Ahren and Faellyn were still traveling the kingdoms (after the destruction of their homeland). At this time, they're just kids who dream of becoming heroes. It's a more angsty/sad (with a hopeful ending) snippet, which I think fits the Halloween theme quite well! I hope you enjoy ;)

"They'll write stories about me one day." Ahren declared, voice waveringly sure. He wanted to believe it. "...And, um, about you... too, I suppose."

He quickly added, realizing his slip-up, throwing a small pebble up in the air, watching it sink into the nothingness below, inches away from where he lay on the edge of the ruins of what he believed was an abandoned temple. On the crumpled staircase to his left, Faellyn giggled at the rushed, absentminded addition.

"You laugh, but I would be perfect. Steadfast, brave, cunning. The whole deal. Like the Old Rulers! Bards will sing songs of the day I slice my sword through the neck of the Betrayer King, just like he did to -... I'd be a hero. Yes, that's it - I'll be the hero. I should be. That'll show them." He continued, at first loudly, gesturing around like a true storyteller, however gradually losing steam, until the last words ended in a dejected whisper.

Faellyn leaned forward, thinking, her laughter faded. She fiddled with the strings of her bag, as Ahren's rant delved into unintelligible, bitter mutterings. At the same time, such foolhardy daydreams should've given her glee - to see her cousin dreaming of adventures, just like he used to be. But those final words had caught up to her, bleeding through the pretense of what could've been.

Nothing was much the same, anymore - not even them. Their dues had been stolen, much like her father's kingdom - which was now a forgotten pile of ash, lost to time and memory. Stolen, by King Tieran Kallasen. Much like Ahren's peace of mind, she suspected, if the muttering habit he had recently taken up was anything to go by.

She pouted, looking up. The sky was bleeding red and gold, the sun fading beneath the trees, just out of sight. They should've reached the city by now. Ahren claimed having learned from someone trustworthy, that an old friend of her mother awaited them in the next city. Faellyn dared to hope it was true - they'd had their fair share of traps and ambushes by now. She decided it had to be true.

As she watched the last rays of sunlight disappear from their makeshift camp, Faellyn turned to her distracted cousin, reckless determination filling her words as she stood up, strapping her bag to her back. "Yes, you're right." Faellyn paused, weighing her words. "We will be heroes - maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow. But we'll be. I'll make sure of it, one day."

She walked up to Ahren, who was still sitting on the edge of the ruins, but no longer muttering, and reached out a hand to him. Snapped from his musings, Ahren looked up.

"What do you think, now? To the city?" She asked, hopefully, as her cousin grasped her hand, standing up. Ahren nodded, and though he didn't look her in the eyes as he started walking, Faellyn swore she saw a shadow of a smile in his features.

"To the city."

Heads Up Seven Up

I was tagged by @tabswrites for this one, here! Thanks for the tag!

Rules: post the last seven lines you wrote! Then tag others!

It's not exactly seven lines, I think, but here you go!

From Tales of Wilted Flowers -

“Out of all the bad ideas, my dear.” Xarian shakily called out [to Lorelai], not breaking eye contact with the beastly wolf currently a burning stick away from biting his neck off. Instead of standing by the snuffed-out fire, he’d moved forward. But that made him the only thing standing between a Faellyn petrified by fear and a ravenous shadow-hound. He scoffed, softly, at the situation they were in. “That has to be one of our worst.”

Tagging (gently) - @lassiesandiego, @sm-writes-chaos, @hrmkingizzy, @unstablewifiaccess, @aziz-reads, @writernopal, @steh-lar-uh-nuhs, @oh-no-another-idea, @elshells and @clairelsonao3