The beams, walls, ceiling, everything was in charred ruin. Moss grew everywhere. The tree had survived, but the swing hadn't. Everything was covered in a blanket of abandon. His heart wrenched, much like it had in the moments when he saw Xerxes without a single soul. Silent. Dead.
He wondered if it was he who carried desolation around with him wherever he went.
Even as she handed him all the secrets her life was worth (in her father's eyes, at least) he knew he'd have to say it again. For her. For the secrets themselves.
And how he hated it. How he hated that he couldn't do anything to make her life better. To protect her. To watch over her, as his beloved teacher had asked.
It just had to be done.
My take on the official EdWin Week (503week) from May 1st to 7th on Tumblr. These are oneshots set at different points in time and include some AUs. Some of these MIGHT transform into something bigger at some point, but for now, enjoy these. Cross-posted on ff.net and tumblr.