-Castello-
So hard to breathe... so hard to keep his eyes open... He could feel someone leaning on his chest... a flash of green, or black, or both, or something...

And Annis' voice... "A-annis," he gasped softly, blood trickling down his cheek. "I... I don't want to d-die... I c... I'm s-sorry..." He closed his eyes for a moment, weakly moving his blood-soaked hand up from his wound to the Tervingi Crest itself. It gleamed in the sunlight as he took the necklace in hand. "Please... Annis..." He coughed, staring down at the wound for a moment before he lay back. "I want you to have this... I think I love you," he murmured. "Finish... what we started so long... so..." He closed his eyes again, then took a deep breath, released it shakily...

-Annis-

Annis stared at Castello. He was still able to speak. By the goddess, how is he still strong enough to speak...? She clasped his hand in her shaky one, the tears coming and falling faster than she would have expected them to. "A-annis... I... I don't want to d-die... I c... I'm s-sorry..."

She shook her head, her voice wavering. Tears were hitting his face now, faster and faster. "Don't speak, d-don't... you're h-hurting yourself more... y-you can't die, someone c-can heal... h-heal you..." she tried, even if every fiber of her being knew she was only talking out of her a**. There was no way to heal the damage Castello had taken. She didn't realized the Tervingi Crest had even moved until she saw the gleam of light and he had it in his hand. Annis weakly took it with her free hand, staring at the gem, chain looped around her hand twice.

"I want you to have this... I think I love you."

Annis looked back to his face. Her eyes were a little wider now than before. The tears halted briefly, hovering there in her eyelids, blurring her vision. "Finish... what we started so long... so..."

Annis' keening cry was panicked as he inhaled, then exhaled. He was supposed to inhale again. He was supposed to inhale. "Castello...! Castello!" Annis gripped his hand in both of hers, pinning the Tervingi Crest between their skin. He wasn't moving. He had to move! "Wake up...! W-Wake... up... don't l-leave..."



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Another inspiration from the same event. But first, before I get into details..I must say...This artwork went from sad to just PLAIN TORTURE FOR ME!!!! OH GOD I WAS CRYING WHEN I WAS FREAKEN COLORING ALL THAT..BLACKNESS..AND SHITZ GOD!! MAKING SHINY BLACK CLOTHIGN IS NOT EASY!! DX!!!!!!! FJEAOWJEFOIJFIOEWJAOIFJWAOIFJAWOIEAFJ. i nearly cried at work, no joke Dx!!!!

ANYWHO! The usual, I didn't know of a better way to draw him on the ground, that and I didn't know if Castello had any other wounds so I simply just did blood dripping from mouth.

I kinda like this picture, even though its my 2nd time with water color (the background), I like it ;-;. There are some parts where I could have fixed but I was just to lazy.

Uh....what else..what else......I think that pretty much covers it..aside from my suffering half the time with all THE BLACK CLOTHING AND WINGS AND SHIIIITTZZZ!!!!!!!!!

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