Fable 2 - Tales of A Hero
It has been almost five hundred years to the day since my brother set out on his journey to find what was left of our family. I fear he did not make it. I am the last of our line.
Except for the children......
No one but we two knew of them, or who they were, and he wished it so. My only task was to ensure the passing of the bloodline, and I fear I have failed even in that. They are the last of the line. And I have failed them. What is this.... does that dog know what I do not, sense what I can not? Theresa bends down and touches the small body. Maybe there is hope after all.
"Death is not your destiny today little Sparrow...."
