A/N. Figured I ought to write something. So I wrote my first legit drabble. This was just a little thing that has been niggling around in my head lately and so I finally just wrote it down. Rather angsty really but well I've been feeling rather angsty lately so it's kinda fitting. Three guesses as to the subject of this story.
He wished he were a different man. A man who would have stepped into that duel. A man who would have leaped forward and caught him as he fell. A man who would have chased her, torn her limb from limb with his bare hands.
He wished he were a man who would just throw himself through that veil; end it all and be with the ones he loved again.
But, in the end, he was not that man. He was a coward who would cling to life to make sure no one else was left behind.
A/N. Schmeh. That could have been better but at least it's been written now. Reviews are greatly appreciated and will be rewarded with all the virtual cookies one could ask for.