Random Drabbles/Plot Ideas

Random drabbles and prompts everywhere

She's about to leave his bedside, finding her self unable to look at his calm and serene face any longer.

Then suddenly she feels someone tug at her hand, her eyes widened. He stares at her, eyes barely open and dazed.

(And was that...? Fear...?)

She's always been able to understand his silent actions the most and this time the message was crystal clear.

"Don't leave." A silent plea.

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(You just wanted your friend back.)

They stand a few feet in front of you, looking the same way they always have.

It's them.

But at the same time-

(Is that so much to ask...?)

You clench your fists tightly.

It isn't.

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A deep chuckle escapes them as they ready their weapon. "What if I killed everyone you love?"

At the question, you merely smile at them with your eyes closed.

"Good luck with that," you say, laughter threatening to leave your throat.

You open your eyes and grin madly.

"All of them are dead."

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When you were younger, you've always seen the lights in people's hearts. You wondered why was it that many of their sparks were dim.

(And for some reason you couldn't see your own light but it was fine because you were sure that yours will never dim nor flicker.)

Though now that you're older, you understand why they were dim. Why they were so...dark.

(Despite not seeing your own spark, you already know how yours look like.

Pitch black.)

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*Innominate apparently is Latin for "unnamed" might be inaccurate tho

This is the most you've run in the entirety of your existence. You were not made out to be athletic, that you would admit, and you wish that you at least had stamina or speed to make up for it.

But you didn't.

Didn't help that your most precious person might die if you didn't hurry. The stupid self-sacrificing idiot wasn't told of the true dangers that the spell will do to the caster.

It won't use up all of the caster's magical energy and render them powerless and make them an ordinary human. It would-

"STOP THEM!!" You yelled at the guards surrounding them. The guards grab you, arms holding you in place as you struggle to get to them.

"Let-" You try desperately to escape their tight grip. "-me-" DAMN YOUR WEAK NOODLE ARMS "-GO!"

Miraculously, you managed to break free from their hold and proceeded to tackle them to the ground, stopping them from completing the spell.

"What are you doing?!" They exclaim, confusion (and underlying...anger? worry?) present on their face.

"Thespellwasgonnakillyou," you tell them in a rush. "It wasn't gonna take away your magical energy, the spell was going to use your soul to power it--"