Chapter 29
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Jaune was outside.
Standing still with his back pressed to the wooden wall behind him.
It was around dusk, and the sun was setting down into the horizon. It's orange light slowly but surely fading.
He thought this sight to be pretty. He thought it to be relaxing, soothing as well. And even if his inner world wasn't a mayhem, this calming sight was still very much appreciated. It helped him to put his thoughts and feelings into the right places, and hence, he kept staring at the fading, orange light for quite some time.
"…"
The sun had settled down completely, and it was dark now.
His thoughts and feelings were in the right places, and he felt himself at a complete peace. He even closed his eyes and just focused his mind on his even breathing. The way his chest moved forth and back, his lungs filled and then emptied of air. Before he opened his eyes, lifted his gaze, and his soothing blue met the infinite, dark one above. And he then thought of the letter, but only just briefly.
Honestly, there wasn't much to think regarding the letter to begin with.
After all, he was staring to get better. He was also slowly but surely moving forward. He knew that Pyrrha's death wasn't his fault, and he didn't blame himself for it anymore. That's why, instead of thinking about the letter they wrote, he began to think about them. And the moment he did, he was almost overwhelmed by his desire to see them. To hug them, to say that he loved them, and then, regarding his dear teammates, Nora and Ren, to apologize as well.
For how apathetic I was towards you during those last few months before we parted. For being blind to your care, and even worse yet, to simply ignore it at times.
He thought with a heavy heart, and then let out a heavy sigh.
In retrospect, he only now could fully grasp how arduous a toll Pyrrha's death had been on his body, soul, and his mind, but fortunately, that heavy, gloomy fog had cleared up quite a bit.
He could see better. See what's around him. See and know what is precious. And even though he hadn't seen his teammates in several months now, he could remember their faces crystal clear. Just like Ruby's he could as well.
And I'll never, ever forget. I can promise you that.
He thought to himself, and decided he'd be by himself just a little bit longer.