The Promise of Dawn - Part 9

He was forced to watch, and wait, as the girl beside him gently urged him to be still, and the others murmured their agreement. He didn't hear their voices. He had no interest in them. He wanted what those two men had. He wanted to be part of that battle. He wanted their strength, to fill a hole in his heart.

With such a thought, he half expected another voice to make a comment, as it had so often that night, with it being allowed to speak so freely, but instead, there was nothing, only emptiness, and weakness, as Beam's soul involuntarily reached out to grasp for what he once was.

He would think back on the battle later. There was no memory in all his life burned more clearly in his mind than it. Every tiny fragment of information, he'd forced himself to absorb, as he continually asked himself 'why'. But the why was not spoken in a human tongue, the why was a longing for strength.