Prayer

By: KellyCRocker59

This is my first time doing OswinSerra, so I hope this is good.


The young cleric was never one to be quiet in public. She was always loud and, in many people's opinions, a pest. Only one man could keep her at bay. Her cheeks reddened at the very thought of him; his large armored form standing in front of her during battle, protecting her. His hard eyes softening when he made her cry that one time. The warmth of his hand resting protectively on her shoulder. His armorless chest pressed against her head as he held her after he thought that she was dead. His warm, chaste lips against hers the morning they left for Dragon's Gate; they were all running through her head as she knelt beside her bedroll, handing clasped, her head resting on the sheet.

"Elimine, I know that I haven't been the best cleric lately; I know that I have been too loud and arrogant, and I am sorry." She said, every word filled with sincerity.

"I come to you on this night to pray for a loved one." She whispered, "And I know that he is a good man."

She shut her eyes tightly, mind completely focused.

"I ask for you to protect him as he faces the greatest evil in Elibe. Please, guide him, and help him to know that he has to come back to me. He has to!"

Tears ran down her cheeks from fear for her beloved knight.
"Please, bring Oswin back to me safely; I don't know if I can handle this life you have given me w-without…"

Her sobs raked her body uncontrollably, her voice unable to carry on. She forced one more sentence out before she couldn't speak.

"Just please bring Oswin back to me…please."