Prompt: Whisper
Word Count:108
Warning: contains angst.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA
She sat on the lip of the ancient well, tears pooling once more in her eyes. It had only been a week, just one week and they already expected her to return to the shard hunt.
He had fought bravely, and if not for her clumsiness, he would have prevailed. He had died saving her because she couldn't save herself.
The great Sesshomaru, her lord and lover, died because she was a failure.
Kagome lifted her face to the sky, and swore she would make herself strong.
The soft caress of wind was her answer, and she knew it was him, even if it was only a whisper.