The calm before the storm

I sit, frustrated with myself that I could let someone else get hurt, and think, “Why, why can’t I just protect them all. All this useless fucking power and for what to try and stop the Destroyer or whoever the gods send next.” While I’m in the midst of all this thought, I didn’t realize Singe wake up. He places his hand on me. “Don’t cry; he was waiting for me. I tried to hold them off, but I wasn’t strong enough.”

I grab his hand. “I should have never sent you; I know we have never been the close, but I’m tired of people being hurt. Darkness, Lidaren, Perfections, and every person who had ever leaned on me.” He heated his hand to get my attention, and I look at him. “Then don’t let it be in vain, but don’t forget that we are all still human.” I let his hand go and ask, “So are they coming?” He sits up to explain, “When I got there, I saw a small gathering outside of the city, but the city is covered in an early fog.