Chapter 200
Sliding down the wall he was leaning against, Nathan tasted blood in his mouth, felt it sticky on his chin. It hurt so much simply to breathe, his ribs in painful pieces, his head pounding. It was the sweetest release, sitting there on that floor, when he slipped, quiet and eager, into darkness.
May the road always rise to meet you
May the wind be ever at your back
May the rains fall softly upon you
And the sun shine warm upon your face
And true be the hearts that love you
May the hands of friends be ever near
And until we meet again
May the path light up clear before you
And the clouds forsake the skies above
May life’s joys be pure as they surround you
And the stars shine bright to guide you home
And true be the hearts that love you
May the hands of friends be ever near
And until we meet again
May God hold you, hold you in the palm of his hand 50