Elowen writhed in pain as his head felt like it would split apart at any mont. The day had started like any other. He returned from his night patrol around Sunglow, rested for a few hours, and then headed to Leliana's farmhouse.
He didn't really want to. Elowen understood the importance of rembering the past—the whole of Sunglow could be wiped out if he didn't rember what happened here. But the flashes of mories he got when next to Leliana were so much more painful than the ones that lina had caused.
Perhaps it was because mories with Leliana happened during a ti when the realms were already split apart. Just thinking of both worlds slowly withering and dying without any way to stop it was painful enough. But there was definitely more to it than that, although he couldn't rember what.
Nonetheless, he persevered and continued helping the human girl with her fruit-growing experints. They had made steady progress with feyfruit and scorchvine peppers, but zephyr root and saplon were largely a mystery. Leliana guessed that they each required so nutrient that the current soil was missing.
Elowen had again explained where saplons grew—in monster dens littered with corpses. This sparked the woman with the idea of burying ground bones in the soil surrounding the seeds, or perhaps so at scraps. He suggested that it might have been blood, at which point Leliana shuddered, her face scrunching up in this taste.
For so reason, this expression on her face triggered sothing within Elowen. His head throbbed in pain, and mories suddenly flashed before his eyes.
"Elowen, are you alright?" Leliana asked nervously, her expression filled with worry. That was the nail on Elowen's taphorical coffin.
The dam holding back mories relating to Leliana burst open, crushing his head with pain so powerful that he fell unconscious. He couldn't register what happened to him afterwards. His body might have lifted and moved sowhere, but painful mories that forced him out of unconsciousness didn't allow him to make sense of his surroundings.
He rembered himself fighting on the battlefield—his brethren fighting alongside him. The air slled of blood, iron, and decay while the sound of clashing swords rang far and wide. His sword collided with another—a human warrior.
"Die, elvish scum!" The human roared, plunging the sword into Elowen's abdon.
He scread in pain and retaliated, stabbing the human through the armor, straight through his heart. The human's eyes glazed over, and he fell into mud beneath Elowen's feet. Blood pooled around his boots. It stretched across the plains like a red sea of death.
He couldn't understand the point of it. Elves and humans were dying left and right, and for what? There were no victors here. Both sides would perish. He clutched his side, which was seeping blood, and scread. Then he lost consciousness.
The first thing he saw when he ca to was bright red, not like the red of blood, but rather like the red of blazing fire. It ca from a human woman who had been hunched over him. Pain radiated through him as she pressed sothing against his injury.
"Don't get up or you'll open it," she said sternly as she wrapped fresh bandages around his wound.
"W-Why are you helping ?" He asked in a hoarse voice. Humans and elves were enemies fighting over the last scraps of resources.
"Because I'm tired of seeing death everywhere. If there is a life I can save, be it human or elf, then I'm going to save it," she said through gritted teeth.
Looking around himself, Elowen saw that the room he was in contained many injured people, human and elf alike. Other won, both elf and human, ran around, tending to anyone they could, regardless of race.
Many more mories flashed through Elowen's mind as he rembered his ti together with Leliana. After she nursed him back to health, he, along with others, created a new movent where elves and humans worked together to make it through the dying world.
They saved those whom they could, pushed for racial cooperation, and tried to quell the hate between humans and elves. But no matter how hard Leliana and Elowen struggled, it always seed to lead to more bloodshed. Food was growing more sparse for the day. Disease spread through the land.
Even their group, which initially united like-minded people and elves, slowly fell apart as they cheated each other, lied, and betrayed each other to other groups for re scraps of food. In the end, only Elowen and Leliana remained. The only human and only elf still trying to stitch together a broken world.
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