Those that look forward are those that never solve their problems
Thoughts. Thoughts of my friend. Thoughts of what went wrong. Why did she leave? She didn't even say goodbye. All she did was turn her back on me, and followed the light.
I would never do that. I always make sure that people know that I'm leaving... they know I'm looking for her, right?
She read to me; stories about heroes and happy endings, stories about people becoming great friends. She would sometimes even read signs for me, and... well I can't read.
She would always light up the dark caverns and dungeons we slogged through.
We saved the world, together... didn't we?
I just hope you're ok, friend...
It's always darkest before the dawn, isn't it?