This is just a short little something I did in a few minutes. I don't know if it's any good but I figured, why not? I am certainly open to any criticisms.
Ashes fell from the sky tangling with the icy snowflakes as I stumbled across the ground, struggling for breath as I looked at the devastation around me. I could taste blood in my mouth, cloying and thick as it coated my tongue. At this point, I could not tell if it was even mine. This place once happy and bright now stands as a graveyard. Hundreds upon thousands of dead lay scattered, both ours and theirs, yet I found I could summon no sympathy in my heart for them. It was their fault so many of my friends lay cold and broken among the ruins I once called home.
I suppose I once thought I could save everyone, that once He was gone it would be over, but the reality is not so easy, nor so simple. I had been so terribly naive. They had fought to the end until every last one of them was dead or had run and I knew they would never stop.
My heart broke, those I called family will never again smile or laugh. I fell, before looking to see what tripped me. It was then that I cried, great, heaving sobs that wracked my body and made my lungs burn. Fiery red hair splayed messily about his head, he looked horrified, as if what had just happened was unbelievable, his face a perfect mirror to the rest of him. His chest was blistered and torn as his body continued to drip blood, flowing in rivers to the stone beneath him. He was my first and more importantly, my best friend. I had never once thought that for all my fears, he of all people would actually die.
We'd had our fights and our struggles, but I'd always known, in the end, he would come back with a sheepish grin and a heartfelt apology, but not anymore. In the thick of it all, I hadn't even noticed we'd been separated. I didn't have to look far to see the familiar bushy mane of my other best friend sprawled at his feet. Her face, unlike his, bore a serene smile. No genius was needed to see that she had taken a spell for him, little good that it did. They had loved each other to the end.