This week has gone by in the blink of an eye, which is weird. Normally the week leading up to a three day weekend doesn’t go by that fast. And yet here we are!
So today’s prompt/response comes courtesy of Plots And Prompts For All! I haven’t responded to a prompt from Tumblr in a while, so I’m glad to bring some variety into my inspiration.
Prompt: “If anyone could have saved me, it would have been you.”
My hand twitches, the blade at his neck digging into skin. His blood drips onto the silver and it’s all I can do to keep my grip steady.
“I can’t. This isn’t…”
If anyone could have saved me, it would have been you. But I’m beyond saving now, brother. Please. End it. Before I hurt anyone else.
Though his voice in my mind is fainter with every passing moment and I know his body is nothing more than a vessel now, I still can’t. “There has to be a way…”
“There isn’t.” Elle’s voice replaces Adwin’s, and I realize I can longer hear my brother. He’s gone, though his body continues to thrash in an attempt to escape. The thing inside him is in control now, its foggy eyes staring up at me in a rage as I hold him down. “Saxon. If you don’t do it, I will.”
I close my eyes, unable to look at his face as I slice his neck open.
Ha. That was much darker than I thought it would be. Not to mention I didn’t go into this prompt intending to write Withered Legacy. I’m not really sure where this scene would fit in the grand scheme of things, or if it even fits in the story at all. For now I’ll treat it as one of Saxon’s visions of a possible future.