18 — The Aftermath
2 min readMar 10, 2023
After the battle, the alchemist’s apprentice fell to his knees by the body of the man he had killed.
He had never killed before.
He knelt there on the dune for a long time next to the body of the sorcerer.
Feet crunched on the sand. A shadow fell across him.
“Where did they go?” the young man asked numbly, not looking up.
Things felt out of place. The battle had ended too quickly, too cleanly, in a sudden break like a snapped sword.
