So... that's how it feels... it's quite a lonely feeling, although very soothing, there's a lot of silence... the grass feels a bit wet but it's very fortable, it's like it's stantly caressing me in a soft way, the breeze makes it feel like I'm on top of a cloud flying through the air... funny, people used to say that in these moments you only feel pain and sadness, regret or just impotence of not being able to go on, but I just feel peace...

  The peace that maybe I was always looking for or longing for, although maybe this is not the peace I was looking for but something very simir, or at least that's how it feels... or so I would like to think, a pce where I be happy with her... if only she were here... no, she didn't deserve an end like mine... but that doesn't matter now... These are my st moments.

  Maybe this is for the best, I was never worthy of a more honorable death, I'm really tired, I feel like I've reached my limit... I 't move my feet, I feel like I have a giant stone on top of me... the cost of that st spell was terrible, I just feel like I'm finding it harder and harder to keep my sciousness... A slight pain in my arm is the little I feel, but that seems impossible as I see how this one is a few meters away from me.

  ...The sky looks beautiful, and clear, something unusual in times like these... it's not raining, but heless, I feel how drops fall down my cheekbones and pass near my ear... it's not sweat either... it's tears, but... ?why am I g?, why, if I really feel good...

  -Don't give up, get up!" I hear a voiext to me, as I notice a figure above me, c the view of the sky, with a simir beauty.

  That voice...no, it 't be, I'm already hearing voices, this is defihe end of me, even if I reize her melodious voice she shouldn't be here, even if she is I don't wao see me in this sorry state....

  Quickly the silhouette tries to lift me up but my body is still not able to respond, for a moment my sight bees a little clearer and as I look around I only see how such a beautiful field of flowers was turned into a field of death and withered flowers, a bath of blood and mutited bodies... it's terrifying, although this was always a possibility.

  Moments ter he mao see silhouettes in the distaning a sort of circle and pointing their wands and hands to the sky, which must be their way of saying that they have been victorious... moments ter a spell is cast into the sky and it causes different clouds to appear and gather to form the image of a skull with a rge snake ing out of its mouth... the symbol of death, the symbol that ged everything.

  "You're an idiot, I hate you for doing this to me as you could... you know how much I suffered thinking I could never see you again?"- I hear her voice brokeween g with sadness and despair in it, as she is on my back pullih all the strength she has, although my body is too heavy for me to move far enough away from the battlefield, at this rate only she will die too.

  "Leave me is a waste of time"-I didn't think it was so hard for me to speak, my voice sounded muffled and very low so much so that a part of me doesn't know if she heard me.

  It was quite selfish I don't deny it, she as well as most of the people in the revolution were waiting for this moment, and I... I deprived her of this moment even when our promise was always to be together until the st moment... but I didn't expect it to be this way... I couldn't afford to lose her, that's why I had to lie to her, but it was useless.

  One of the mages in the circle turns his head towards us because of the noise caused by one of the revolutionaries who is still alive... although his mask does not allow us to see his face, I know that his thirst for blood was awakened when he saw us, it is as if I could almost see a smile drawn on his covered fabsp;

  "Run, go now"-are the only words I say before she ys me down ohighs.

  with her eyes as beautiful and bright as an Aquamarine she could not for a moment take her eyes off my face almost as if she was memorizing every inch of it, no matter what situation we were in, she was defihe best sight I had ever seen in my life.

  Moments ter with her ring she causes a wound in her hand and from a pocket inside her bag she takes out a time-turner... one of the few that were left, immediately she drops her blood oime-turner and it begins to react differently than what I had been told in those old stories as a child.

  The time-turner ges its color and began to emit an increasingly powerful glow.

  "I always knew you were going to achieve great things, you were hope and salvation for many people, especially for me, so I know you will look for a different path, whether it is right or not, I will always no matter where you are, I will always love you... and that's why you, you are my only hope, the hope of all"- he said between tears causing a whirlwind of emotions that stantly crashed inside me.

  My eyes beore and more watery and tears are stantly falling down my face both hers and mine, ?what is happening?, because I feel that everything is slowing down, while the light is getting more inteo the point of almost not allowio distinguish her face well but for an instant I saw a sincere and calm smile drawn on it....

  "Avada Kedavra!"- is the st thing heard from the masked man who rushed over as soon as he saw that fsh of light, aiming at my pce, but he was no more wrong, as she prevehe spell from falling on me by c me with her body.

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  When I open my eyes again, in a blurry way, I distinguish some kind of miniature dragons flying over my head, something nostalgic, it reminds me of my childhood, it's as if...

  Realizing the pce around me I got out of bed terrified that this was real, this pce, this room I am in is the room from when I was a child, I still remember exactly all the things I had and where they were.

  ?What am I doing in this pce?, a feeling of anguish fills my interior, moments before a light knog is heard at the door, this fillih more questions and fear, how I be in this pce if long years ago it was destroyed, I was left with only the memories that stantly embraced me in my dreams.

  "My lord, with your permission I'm ing in" - a thick, formal voice is heard from the other side of the room door.

  As the door opened I felt a shiver run down my spine, a feeling of sadness and nostalgia run through my whole being and tears began to flow from my eyes, it was almost impossible to believe, Alphonse was the and smartest man I had ever met in my life, the man who practically raised me as if I was his son.

  He was standing in front without looking up bowing and stretg out his hands with a letter to me.

  "My lord, the long-awaited letters from the two magical schools have arrived"- Alphonse decres as he slowly raises his head.

  When he looked at my face his serious expression ged immediately and he quickly approached me, he took out a handkerchief he had in the front pocket of that dreadful jacket he always wore, I still couldn't believe it, Alphonse was in front of me wiping my tears with a worried expression.

  "?Has something happened my lord? ?did you have a bad dream? or ?do you feel sick?"- Alphonse asks while he gently passes the handkerchief over my eyes to wipe away the tears that still do not stop ing out.

  This is definitely not a dream, her toud smell are real enough for me to realize that this is really happening.

  Without thinking about it anymore, my body finally reacts and I throw myself on him to give him a hug.

  "Sir, this is unusual for you, ?has something happened?, ?have the nightmares returned?"- Alphonse tio ask now with a more worried tone.

  She mao activate it, it's still an amazing thing to be here, o Alphonse, I still don't want to let go, it's been many years since I could do it for the st time.

  "Just now this is perfect Alphonse"- I say as I break down in tears.