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POWDER

Written on October 22, 2021 (♎︎)

Author's Notes: Written for Whumptober 2021 for prompt No. 14: Under Pressure (Crush Injuries).

Golagros kept drifting off with each attempted incantation, kept letting his thoughts warp around the hole in his chest and the chill suck of blood pouring out of it. There was shouting outside. It was very cold. As he tried to focus enough to conjure a flame, he breathed in the scent dust and black powder and wondered at a room he could not leave.

He did not close his eyes as it happened. When so much flame and rubble beat him apart, he tried to look upward—to catch one last look at the sky before Zeakden buried him.

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