Title: Ends
Fandom: Xena: Warrior Princess
Characters: Joxer
Prompt: Ends
Word Count: 125
Rating: G
Author's Notes: 3 of 3
It was lighting quick and not completely unexpected. Blossoming red spread
across even as black filled the edges of sight. Noises and voices ran
together, the only distinct sound was the low squelch of pouring liquid. The
only scent that was captured clung to long hair, slightly brushing his face,
there and gone again, soft, earthy smells of sweet sweat. His mouth filled
with copper, liquid running is opposite direction in his body.
Cold seeped into his bones and chilled his flesh. His lungs burned as his
eyes fluttered close then open again, focusing on gentle hands that held him
up.
"I'm cold."
Again in a muddy floor, and this time he realized. He was never meant to be
a warrior.
It was too late.