The sun rippled and waxed as it settled behind the Frostback mountains, casting the whole region into fading oranges and advancing shadows.
The wind was icy, wailing and screaming all around the lone grey figure who watched her very last sunset with tired brown eyes. She felt a distant throb of elation as the sun's weak golden light brightened and warmed her skin, and she felt a far more prominent pang of grim anticipation when the rays of sunlight finally retracted from her pale form.
The Taint tugs on her slightly, the gentle melody calling to her like it called to so many others.
A small smile spreads over her thin lips as the realises the irony of the situation.
The Grey wardens Separated the light and the dark with their grim duty. It was somewhat poignant that the last time she looked over the land of Thedas, it was cloaked in twilight.
It was getting cold now. The darkness was eating up the land, an unstoppable force of nature.
She was feeling… scared? The Warden didn't mind admitting it. She had faced down Darkspawn, Abominations and the very Gods themselves in battle, and this was her reward.
Her curse.
The sun had finally faded now. And everything was plunged into darkness.
The Warden looked up at the oily black sky one last time, and turned to view the cavernous entrance that led to the Deep Roads.
That led to her end.
"I can't do this alone." she says quietly.
"Not alone," Her fellow warden says, taking her hand in his. "Never alone."
Saria Cousland looks at her dear companion with glazed eyes, and for the first time in what feels like far too long, a true smile lights her worn face.
"I am glad it is you with me at the end," she says, her gaze fixed on the cavern who's mouth is wide open, hungrily waiting for them.
"Not the end," replies James Hawke, his features full of warmth and comfort. "Just the beginning of another adventure."
The couple began to walk forward, step in step and arm in arm. They did not falter as they went to their calling.
And behind them, shimmering in the cold night sky, tiny pinpricks of candle light glowed into life.
When it get's dark, that's when the stars come out.