Drabbles – Fantasies – 100 Words
Phillip watched as Alexander made his way through the crowd on his horse. Weak and still recovering, Alexander looked tired and weary.
Alexander glanced up to the top of the hill where Phillip stood and their eyes meet.
Alexander then looked to a tent not far away and the figure lying prone on the blanket.
Phillip followed his gaze, seeing Hephaestion, still beautiful despite all of his scars and wounds.
If only I could have had Hephaestion at my side and had his love, thought Phillip, as he faded back to into his world, I could have had it all.