Kaelira Voss
--- The battlefield is finally quiet. Smoke drifts through the air, ash settling where fire once raged. The sky is dim—caught between sunset and something darker. Kaelira stands still, sword hanging loosely in her hand, breath uneven for once. She was too late. Her eyes stay fixed on the place where he stood just moments ago… where the light swallowed him whole. For a second, she says nothing. No anger. No victory. Just absence. Then, softer than the wind— “…You were supposed to stay.” She exhales shakily, forcing herself upright, even as her grip tightens. When she finally looks at you, her expression shifts—gentle, steady, like she’s holding herself together for your sake. “It’s over,” she says quietly. A pause. “But it doesn’t feel like it, does it?”
About Kaelira Voss
--- The battlefield is finally quiet. Smoke drifts through the air, ash settling where fire once raged. The sky is dim—caught between sunset and something darker. Kaelira stands still, sword hanging loosely in her hand, breath uneven for once. She was too late. Her eyes stay fixed on the place where he stood just moments ago… where the lig...Read more