"What are you doing, Kyra? If you just stay there you'll be killed for sure!" shouted Artix, from somewhere far away.
I could not ignore him, since he was the leader of this small party against the undead, but also...
... Because I loved him.
There was no explanation for it, I just did.
And I didn't know how I could take this any longer. How I could live on without ever telling him. But he probably would never love me back. Sure, Artix might be concerned about my well-being at times, but it was just as a friend and nothing more or less. I wasn't as beautiful, skilled, and graceful as Vayle, and I never would be, anyway. I could only be me. Being yourself was supposed to bring confidence.
But what if being me ... only brought sadness?
I stood up and followed him, my heart heavy.
Sorry this is so short - but I'll try to make it longer.
And DISCLAIMER - Everything belongs to DragonFable (Artix Entertainment), haha. Except Kyra, she's my character! :D
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