tragedy-art (November-2024)

The whizz of an arrow is heard, I turn and see my best friend being hit in the chest, the arrow cuts through him like butter. "Jonas! are you okay?!" I run over to him, another whizz can be heard, an arrow strikes his leg, as he falls. I pull him into some cover, He smiles at me, blood coming out of his mouth. "Hey I am fine." He laughs to me despite his horrible condition. "Bullshit! You are going to die!" I feel him wrap his fingers around my shoulder. "I am fine. Just go. Notify the general, bardur is attacking." "I can't leave you." He stands up and picks up his shield and sword. "Just do it already. I can handle them, remember how we promised we would listen to each other no matter what? When we like five or six? keep that promise and go!" I climb up and run, and look behind me, Jonas has blocked a shot, I turn and keep running. "FUCK!" I turn at jonas, an arrow struck him in the leg, then they keep striking him, he is almost a pin cushion then he collapses dead and weak, bleeding out on the snow as it dies pink.