Witcher (Video Game): Oleander
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100wordsTitle: Oleander
Fandom: The Witcher (Video Game Series)
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written for Amnesty Week! Prompt 151: Poison.
Warning: Death.
“You’ll be alright,” Roche huffed, trying to sound positive. Trying.
“Commander-” Alek begged, clutching his side. “It’s-”
“Stop talking,” he ordered. He had to. This was a war, he had to be cold about it, even if he could see the boy’s life seeping from him with every second. The arrows that had pierced were beyond cruel; Coated in oleander and magic. As green as the hills yet toxic as a plague.
“Hurts,” Alek kept whispering, the tears carving lines down his dirty face. He stayed by him, hushing as he felt the ground quake.
He was just a kid.
Fandom: The Witcher (Video Game Series)
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written for Amnesty Week! Prompt 151: Poison.
Warning: Death.
“You’ll be alright,” Roche huffed, trying to sound positive. Trying.
“Commander-” Alek begged, clutching his side. “It’s-”
“Stop talking,” he ordered. He had to. This was a war, he had to be cold about it, even if he could see the boy’s life seeping from him with every second. The arrows that had pierced were beyond cruel; Coated in oleander and magic. As green as the hills yet toxic as a plague.
“Hurts,” Alek kept whispering, the tears carving lines down his dirty face. He stayed by him, hushing as he felt the ground quake.
He was just a kid.
