Alishiera's smile was faint but full of warmth and tenderness.
"You are my home, Devancier. Wherever you go, whatever happens, you'll always be my home." Her breath shuddered as her body grew weaker. "Don't forget that."
The sky above them had started to change, the sun sinking slowly beneath the horizon, painting the sky with shades of orange and pink.
Alishiera's eyes fluttered closed, and for a moment, Devancier thought he had lost her.
But then, she opened her eyes just enough to meet his gaze one last time, her voice barely a whisper.
"I love you… always."
And with that, her hand slipped from his, and the life that had once burned so brightly within her faded into nothingness.
The breath that had sustained her, the heartbeat that had kept her alive, stilled forever.
Devancier felt the weight of her death settles over him like a blanket of cold grief. His soul felt empty, and his heart was shattered.
