Ashes to Ashes

by Lorinand

"The fire has lit the sky with blood, as I turn around once more to view what I've lost." Post Blight. Will Elissa Cousland ever move on from the past that haunts her, and learn to over come her unsettling visions? Or will Alistair lose his future wife and Queen of Ferelden to her own sanity? Set before their marriage. Was a one shot yet I've now decided to turn it into a story :)

1. Run

Authors note: Hi everyone :) i'm new to fanfiction and this is my first attempt of writing a Dragon Age based one, involving the initial thoughts of Elissa Cousland as she flees highever with Duncan. Sorry if the grammar etc... isn't great, it's a bit short as it's my first one and i'm not sure whether to carry it on or leave it as a one shot

Hope you enjoy :) feedback is appreciated

p.s. I don't own Dragon age and it's characters sadly :(

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Rapid breaths were followed by a quickened pace as I flee the one place I used to call home, in turn for a new one I now seek, as I follow the grey warden Duncan…although reluctantly. The fire has lit the sky with blood, as I turn around once more to view what I've lost.

Highever, castle of the Couslands…once a happy and joyful place, where laughter was known to echo as young siblings Fergus and Elissa alongside their father Bryce spurred with wooden swords. A loud shriek followed by a scuffle and a thud as the young girl was thrown to the floor "Ouch!" Elissa squealed. "Daddy, Fergus pushed me over!"

"And do you remember what I told you?" Bryce said with a slight chuckle as he knelt beside his daughter, grasping her shoulders to bring her level with his face.

"Get up and carry on" Elissa replied.

Bryce kissed his daughters head as she moved in for a comforting hug. "That's my girl."

Now, the distant echoes of laughter were ironically silenced by the roaring fire alongside the screams of anguish as a result of Howe's treachery.

My thoughts were suddenly jolted back to reality by Duncan "Elissa, we must press onto Ostagar before it's too late."

Hesitantly I turned my back on my once happy and peaceful life amongst my precious family in exchange for an unseen future. They say 'home is where the heart is' but what if you don't have a home? If there's going to be any chance of redemption, then I must bury my heart alongside the grief and unexplainable torment of the recent images of my parents. 'Get up and carry on' I thought, as I followed Duncan's footsteps into my impending duty.

I hope Fergus still lives…