It wasn't even a heroic death.
It was an accident that could have happened to anyone.
There was no murderer, no slip of concentration, no one to blame. She wasn't brought down in some fight, protecting others like she always had.
It was just simply that she had been in the wrong place in the wrong time, and it had cost her her life.
And somehow, that was so much worse.
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Writing Prompts
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