The panic and chaos as the Garden's computers traced the incoming
projectiles. The young children running from the explosions that rocked the
ground itself. To watch your best friend crushed under rubble. And the pain of
the dearest person you could know to die in an explosion, before your eyes.
"Jennifer…" Her name crept into his mind. His only ever
love. No, even love wasn't a strong enough word for how he felt. She had died
that fateful day, without even knowing his thoughts. Why? Because he didn't
have the courage to tell her.
Alex sighed deeply. Trabia, his friend Darris, Jennifer… he
shook his head. He hated it when that feeling came, reminding him of all he'd
lost.
A memory suddenly flooded back to him, one of playing
Triple Triad at Trabia Garden many years ago:
Jennifer: "Another card game? I'm tired already."
Alex: "I hate sleeping. Life's too short for sleep."
Girl in Short Yellow Pinafore: "You say strange stuff,
sometimes… Hey! Whoo Hoo! I win!"
Darris: "Damn, there goes my Diablos card. Ok, perhaps I'll
call it a day."
Alex: "C'mon Darris. I know you ain't a quitter."
Darris: "I'm outta cards, pretty much."
Jennifer: "Yeah, right. I saw how many you had…"
Darris: "Whoa! Let go of my arm, there's no cards-"
Girl in Short Yellow Pinafore: "Ah-Ha! What's this then?"
Darris: "Um…"
Alex: "Haha.."
Memories are a part of life. Alex just wished he could put
them aside, just for a while. But he knew that there'd never be another
Jennifer, not even if he waited a thousand years. Nobody was like Jennifer.
Everyone else was different from him and Jennifer. They were alone. Which was
ok, when she was there. Now he was completely alone, for all his life.
That was what led him to become the person he was now. A
loner with nothing to live for, a dangerous rogue with only a dream of seeing
her again…
