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DA: O - Her Nightmareby ~ximena07

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His arms is warm around her. She looks at him for a moment, wondering how fascinating it was that she fits perfectly inside his embrace. The Warden kisses her, tenderly and lovingly.

And then he releases her from his kiss, from his secure arms. Morrigan hears the ground cracking under her. The next thing she sees is him falling backwards into a crevice.

She wraps her arms around him in an attempt to pull him back. It is a little too late.

They're falling.

He casts her a worried glance as ribbons tainted with blood shoot up to the sky from the shadows below. A familiar shattering scream pierces her ears but she does not wince. Her eyes are focused on him. She will not lose him.

The shadows crack and hands reach up to her Warden. They wrap their dirty hands on his arms, pulling him away from her.

Her grip on him tightens, but her strength disappears as if on cue. He slips away from her arms. Her fingers graze against his face, and his brush her lips.

Then he whispers to her, "Let go."

She screams at him while her hands struggle to grab him only to fail. Her voice is absent. Her objections are useless as the hands pull him away from her.

"NO!" She screams inside her head. And she wakes, only to feel unwelcome tears streaming down her face.

She turns to see him, slumbering beside her. She passes a hand atop his chest as it rises and falls.

Morrigan could not help think of the days ahead. He knows nothing of what lies beyond. His lack of knowledge pains her heart and more tears escapes her eyelids.The Witch draws away, fearing The Warden would wake up and see her weakness.

Hastily, she gathers her garments and clothes herself. In a matter of seconds, she leaves him alone his tent. And as she trudges back to her own, she thinks to herself that there is much to be done.

And she swears to herself that she'd never let him die.

No matter what it takes.

-- Her Nightmare, a drabble

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This is my attempt to capture another side to Morrigan's motivation regarding the Dark Ritual (if romanced). I've been wanting to do a piece like this since I discovered her inner conflict in-game.

This is somewhat a counterpart of my deviation "DA: O - A dream". And perhaps, this is my favorite one of all the M!CouslandxMorrigan art I've done. Haha.

Oh. And I just love drawing Morrigan with her hair down. Her hair was the hardest one to ink though. But it's well worth it. Haha.

Comments and faves are always appreciated! I love it when you tell me what you think.