HOME | DD

Description
Commission for the swet
Her Warden suffered a lot after Alistair died slaying the archdemon and she continued on making sure his sacrifice was not in vain. She's "seen" him a few times throughout the years, but he's always disappeared when she went to touch his face. She's now gone on her calling and "wakes up" to find herself in this beautiful, peaceful place and he's there.

Here is a small piece of her beautifull fanfiction, explaining the scene:
The light startled her at first. As she faded back into consciousness she was confused and disoriented. The darkspawn's blades and hands and teeth had torn into her as she had felt the life leave her tired body. So how was this possible?

Her eyes fluttered open and she realized this was not the darkened tunnels. She was in some brilliant, beautiful place. Trees sprang from the moss-covered ground and the golden sunlight filtered through their branches and set the forest floor ablaze. She inhaled a sweet lungful of air and reveled in the fact that she felt young again. Alive, even.

The rustle of leaves startled her and she froze at the sight of him. A grin was spread across his handsome face and his eyes danced as she took a step closer. He looked just the same as she remembered.

Her heart leapt in her chest as she reached to touch his face and she felt herself melt when he didn't disappear, when his hand covered hers and pressed it against the warmth of his skin.

"My love, welcome home."

Description
Commission for the swet
Her Warden suffered a lot after Alistair died slaying the archdemon and she continued on making sure his sacrifice was not in vain. She's "seen" him a few times throughout the years, but he's always disappeared when she went to touch his face. She's now gone on her calling and "wakes up" to find herself in this beautiful, peaceful place and he's there.

Here is a small piece of her beautifull fanfiction, explaining the scene:
The light startled her at first. As she faded back into consciousness she was confused and disoriented. The darkspawn's blades and hands and teeth had torn into her as she had felt the life leave her tired body. So how was this possible?

Her eyes fluttered open and she realized this was not the darkened tunnels. She was in some brilliant, beautiful place. Trees sprang from the moss-covered ground and the golden sunlight filtered through their branches and set the forest floor ablaze. She inhaled a sweet lungful of air and reveled in the fact that she felt young again. Alive, even.

The rustle of leaves startled her and she froze at the sight of him. A grin was spread across his handsome face and his eyes danced as she took a step closer. He looked just the same as she remembered.

Her heart leapt in her chest as she reached to touch his face and she felt herself melt when he didn't disappear, when his hand covered hers and pressed it against the warmth of his skin.

"My love, welcome home."