Once Haze had the possibility to make the travel through war-torn Vanerheim, he found the crosstoad where his life was shoved in a new direction.
He found a somewhat flat but unobtrusive boulder, and with much effort, he placed it in by the bridge.
As he sat down and gently touched the secret monument of remembrance, he allowed himself to recall how her shaking hand clutching his, almost unbearably hard, before slowly going limp...
It was an agonising thing to remember, but he forced himself to in stead picture her beautiful face, her strength and everything she taught him those six first years of his life.
She would stay with him forever, and her sacrifice would not be in vain. This he told himself, as the wind picked up and called him towards the north...
Sydney Matsumoto
2025-09-20 22:04:19 +0000 UTC