Silent thoughts
It's so small.
That's my first thought as I stare at the Guardian card in my hand.
The strange shape, the golden colours. All that we went through
All that she went through
All for this piece of card. Worthless.
It is all worthless now that she's gone.
"Yukumo." It sounds strange, my voice sound cracked, parched. I should get a drink. My throat's dry, that's all.
I kneel down at the edge of the still waters of the lake. Disturbing the reflection of the stars above I cup my hands together to take a sip of the cold liquid.
"Yukumo."
It still sounds wrong as the syllables finished echoing around the night.
She always liked the stars.
I ignore that nagging little voice, though I know its right. She did like the stars. But it's too painful to think about, and as an Enterran warrior I refuse to break down and cry.
No matter how much I want to.
Think of the future. I'm sure there are plenty of chumps out here. Easy targets for a fight, an easy win and whatever they're carrying is for the taking.
She hated fighting.
But that's... boring. Right. I want excitement. I want adventure. I want...
Yukumo.
"Yukumo." Barely a whisper this time.
I stare at the card on the bank beside me. It seems to be mocking me, laughing with its golden hues. Is this some cosmic joke? Was I really that terrible that I have to be punished? I saved the world! I should have been rewarded! I was happy! I was finally at peace! I was happy!
I was with her.
I was with Yukumo. We were finally together. Together for eternity. Then the Guardians decided to revive me. As a 'reward' for saving the world from Lanancuris.
They revived me.
But not her.
Not Yukumo. I can feel it. I don't know how, but I know she's not here. Not anymore.
"What's the point!" I yell at that card.
What's the point?
Without her.
I reach for my staff it glows and extends in my hands, the blade at the tip glinting in the moonlight. I pull it towards myself.
What's the point without her?
End
2001
