DARKEYE
Not the strongest win the battle —
Darkeye nodded and said softly, "I know that now, Deimos, but I wouldn't have believed it if someone told me. I had to find out for myself. An insight that comes only when you try it yourself. I had to learn the hard way," he said, trying to explain his approach. Still, it seemed like a stab to him. As Deimos said, the realization that there was no way made it very difficult. He inhaled and exhaled a few times, trying to breathe away the rising uncertainty. It is a sad truth that he never wanted to admit to himself. He still had a hard time accepting it.
"I had friends here Deimos here on the grounds. All of them are dead. Or serve the new deity and behave differently. People who only wanted to live. Whose death still affects me. I give Sunjata so much anger because I hold him partly responsible for it. But a big part of it is my fault. It wouldn't have come to this if I had been stronger and adapted earlier. I failed as a war priest and as a human being. I have enormous problems accepting that as well. But it is a fact," he said, staring up into the sky, thinking about how to continue the conversation. He understood Deimos' approach. People are remembered only when they are remembered and kept in the heart. A dead person. His parents. His wife. His family, his children, everything he had left behind. As he tried to recapture that life. Sunjata made it hard for him. Someone who puts his ambitions above the lives of others. Life was worth a lot to Darkeye. Something you don't take lightly. "If you don't try to change, you don't need to expect the world to do it for you. Thank you for your words. I needed to hear them." he said again calmly.
"I had friends here Deimos here on the grounds. All of them are dead. Or serve the new deity and behave differently. People who only wanted to live. Whose death still affects me. I give Sunjata so much anger because I hold him partly responsible for it. But a big part of it is my fault. It wouldn't have come to this if I had been stronger and adapted earlier. I failed as a war priest and as a human being. I have enormous problems accepting that as well. But it is a fact," he said, staring up into the sky, thinking about how to continue the conversation. He understood Deimos' approach. People are remembered only when they are remembered and kept in the heart. A dead person. His parents. His wife. His family, his children, everything he had left behind. As he tried to recapture that life. Sunjata made it hard for him. Someone who puts his ambitions above the lives of others. Life was worth a lot to Darkeye. Something you don't take lightly. "If you don't try to change, you don't need to expect the world to do it for you. Thank you for your words. I needed to hear them." he said again calmly.
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