A/N: Based on Dawn Felagund's piece which can be found at her LiveJournal. Used with permission.
Mercy II
I am on my knees. I wrap one arm around my stomach, feeling blood soak my clothes, my own blood. My brother finds me thus, bleeding, in agony.
He takes my hand, though my cold fingers hardly feel it.
I open my mouth to speak.
"Brother…"
It comes out only as a wordless scream.
He brushes my hair back from my face.
"Fear not, Carnistir." His voice sounds so far away.
I stare into his eyes, my vision growing hazy.
He has drawn his sword, but I barely comprehend it.
"It will be alright."
A kiss of steel.
Then darkness.