My eyes wandered outside into the darkness. The colorless sky seemed to swallow up the everything; even the stars became a victim of the huge black night. A cold draft slipped through the crack under the window, frost building quietly onto the clear, reflective glass.
So it's been 2 years...
2 years since he betrayed their trust. 2 years since he covered their hearts with the creeping rush of terror. 2 years since he brought something that they had never faced before- something called chaos. Fear... it word tasted like a burn on my tongue. He was the one who first brought the feeling seeping through the pores on my skin and weakening the bones that helped me stand with pride. He was the one who made me succum to the terror of almost losing everything that I wanted to protect. My hands fumbled with my combat pass, now warm in my hands. He had taken everything away from me. But... I closed my eyes. I had gotten it back.
The last few months had healed my heart. Those days when I had lost everything, that longing never left me. I wanted to go back. Most of all, I wanted to protect. Everything that I had done... Everything that I had sacrificed for the sake of those dear to me... it had felt meaningless.
It had never occurred to me what friendship was. I was being naïve. I had never realized that I wasn't the only one who had the motive to protect. They had all given up a piece of their heart...for me. Why would someone want to help me? I never wanted anyone to sacrifice something just for my sake. I never asked them to do anything. Yet, they had given me something that I had lost. They had given me the power to protect.
A quiet rush of the wind brought me back. Shivering, I looked back at the window, the frost melting away slowly with the rising sun. I smiled.
Thank you.