Created for the tw100 LJ community challenge prompt #248; "Pied Piper"
References: S1E5 "Small Worlds"
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Jasmine.
Her name echoes through my mind, as I'm shaking, ridding it of the images of the daemons that lured her away.
So young.
So innocent.
But now… innocence lost. And it is I… me… my fault.
Her hand slipped through mine as the eternal forest sang a song of transformation and wisdom and eternity. Cold, hard steel clutched with the very same fingers that let that small hand go.
Hold on. Please, hold on.
Always let go.
The metal is cruel, hope for the hopeless. But only I am without hope.
A moment.
A few insignificant seconds of peace.