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BLOOD

Written on October 22, 2021 (♎︎)

Author's Notes: Written for Whumptober 2021 for prompt No. 17: The Doctor is In (CPR).

Delita remembered what the greying knight had said: that magic can fail, that potions run out, that there were techniques to bid a heart beat again and they took only two hands.

"There are songs by which you can even set a rhythm."

Delita heard no songs; he heard nothing save the echo of the blast. It was with closed eyes that he pressed at her chest and tried to blow life back into her lungs. He did not want to see her face. It was only when he tasted the blood he'd pushed out of her that he stopped.

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