After building so much trust for her, his apprentice takes the potion he is meant to guard. Though she does not realize how much of a curse the potion is to those who are foolish enough to take it, the main issue is that his heart is broken. Not simply in the metaphorical sense, but also in the "blasted out" kind of way. Forgiveness does not seem like an option, but revenge may also be quite hard to accomplish.

Real:
So...I have never written a story. And I rarely dream, which may be from the fact that I think so much before I fall asleep. A few nights ago, I just wanted to sleep, so I couldn't really think of anything before dozing off. Aaanyways, I dreamt this up, but decided to just go write it down, I hope it doesn't suck too much. And it likely will just stay as a single page.