Another one bites the dust!
Wynne found herself; stood in the library of the tower, surround by the bodies of her students. Their blood lay splattered all around staining the stones, ash and scorch marks scarred the room where charred bodies lay. Their unseeing dead eye's all seemed to be looking towards her accusingly.
"You didn't save us!"
"You where supposed to protect us!"
"You said you would keep us safe""
"You failed us all!"
"You let us died!"
"You stood by and did nothing!"
"You let this happen!"
"YOU LET US DIE!"
"WYNNE!" she heard a voice scream as she felt a sharp pain in her shoulders where someone had gripped her tight.
"WYNNE! SNAP OUT OF IT!" screamed the voice as someone began to shake her violently. "it's not real, you're in the fade! There's still a chance to save the Circle!"
"I watched them die, their blood, I can feel it on my hands, I can smell it!" Wynne said as she looked down at her stained hands. "Can you not see it?"
"Wynne no, this is the fade! This is the sloth demon playing tricks on you!" hands grabbed her face pulling her to look at the woman who was speaking, "Look at me, this isn't real none of this is, it is the fade, I'm real concentrate on me."
Wynne looked at the Elven woman concentrating on the pale blue eyes, slowly the image of the blood stained library seemed to disappears, the blood and the bodies slowly faded away relieving the familiar and distorted landscape of the fade.
"Don't leave us Wynne, we don't want to be alone" cried a warped voice as one of the remaining bodies twisted, the figure rose to stand, body still broken with a whole inside it's chest, blood sweeping out of it's month and staining it's robes.
"Holy Maker! Stay away foul creature!" she shouted as they began to attack the creatures.
Wynne found herself; stood in the library of the tower, surround by the bodies of her students. Their blood lay splattered all around staining the stones, ash and scorch marks scarred the room where charred bodies lay. Their unseeing dead eye's all seemed to be looking towards her accusingly.
"You didn't save us!"
"You where supposed to protect us!"
"You said you would keep us safe""
"You failed us all!"
"You let us died!"
"You stood by and did nothing!"
"You let this happen!"
"YOU LET US DIE!"
"WYNNE!" she heard a voice scream as she felt a sharp pain in her shoulders where someone had gripped her tight.
"WYNNE! SNAP OUT OF IT!" screamed the voice as someone began to shake her violently. "it's not real, you're in the fade! There's still a chance to save the Circle!"
"I watched them die, their blood, I can feel it on my hands, I can smell it!" Wynne said as she looked down at her stained hands. "Can you not see it?"
"Wynne no, this is the fade! This is the sloth demon playing tricks on you!" hands grabbed her face pulling her to look at the woman who was speaking, "Look at me, this isn't real none of this is, it is the fade, I'm real concentrate on me."
Wynne looked at the Elven woman concentrating on the pale blue eyes, slowly the image of the blood stained library seemed to disappears, the blood and the bodies slowly faded away relieving the familiar and distorted landscape of the fade.
"Don't leave us Wynne, we don't want to be alone" cried a warped voice as one of the remaining bodies twisted, the figure rose to stand, body still broken with a whole inside it's chest, blood sweeping out of it's month and staining it's robes.
"Holy Maker! Stay away foul creature!" she shouted as they began to attack the creatures.