Deep Love 3
Before the war started, she had known that he was here.
Somehow, their distance was so far away, yet among millions of humans, millions of sounds, millions of different heartbeats, different breaths, she could acutely find him in a blink of an eye.
Her heart sank as her mood grew heavy.
A hundred thousand of human formed below the mountain, just at the perfect blind spot for her to see, yet the thumping of their heart and the smell of their sweat had totally given them away. She sat motionlessly, her eyes half-lidded.
When it was time for them to launch their attack, she let out a final roar. It was the roar that signified defeat before the war had even started. It was the roar that she presented to heaven for the mercy of herself, for the failure of not upholding her duty, for the grief of never ever getting her memory back.
She would die, as a nameless entity, slowly forgotten, slowly erased…as if she was never there.