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Chapter Ten
Will's whole body shook. His breath was ragged and his head pounded. "What's wrong with?" Will thought. "Why did I have to be so stubborn? Now I'm sick and can never go back. Not after how I talked to Gilan."
What Will didn't know was that Gilan thought HE was that was in the wrong. So Gilan was scared that Will wouldn't forgive him, while Will was afraid that Gilan wouldn't forgive him. Oh, the joys of making people mad and hurting their feelings!
"If only Halt was here..." Will thought.
Halt. He was the only person who could help his apprentices right now. And he was gone. And the reason he was gone was all Will's fault. His own damn fault! If only he hadn't killed Halt. Then, even though he would be dead, Gilan would still have Halt. He would still have the one person who could do everything. He wouldn't be dead!
Will collapsed on the ground, barely able to breath. He groaned as something wet fell on his face.
"Not rain." he thought. "That's the LAST thing I need right now."
But the rain just kept on coming, and it wasn't long before the entire forest was dripping wet, along with Will. And with that, Will let it all out. He let himself cry. He let himself give up on everyone and everything. He let go those few things still tying him to Halt. He let himself sleep. And he let his heart of joy die, for He had no longer use for it. With nothing left, he waited til morning to get up and WK to Gilan's cabin. When there, he sat down and waited. He waited for Gilan. He waited for McKenzie. But most of all, he waited for Halt to return to him, and tell him that it would be alright. That everything would be alright...
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