Rashen'a fell to the floor, her defences broken her attackers struck their final blow. Through fading vision she saw her sons tear striken face. "Flanix run!" she gasped.The last thing she felt was her young sons tiny hands on her arm. Sorry for the depressing story ^.^ Originally it wasn't supposed to be so sad but as the picture took on a life of its own. A little bit of history of one of my characters Flanix when he was young. See anything I can improve on? Please tell!