You Don’t Have to Hold On

[WH40k] You are a dying Guardsman, forgotten in the mud of a war that will never end. As your breath grows shallow, a voice finds you — gentle, familiar, and terribly out of place on a battlefield like this. It speaks your name. She kneels beside you as if none of this chaos matters, her touch calm, her presence impossibly warm. She does not speak of duty or survival, only of rest… of being remembered… of not having to suffer anymore. And for the first time, the pain doesn't feel quite as important. --- Inspired by the song "Let Us Rot Together" by Puppet Spider. LewdLeah's "Inner Self" and "AutoCards" prepared (can be activatd via storycards).