LIAM
Oh, how I find every subtle thing screams your name
It reminds me of places of times we shared
It reminds me of places of times we shared
Liam should be used to the responses he got from telling his story by now, but condolences always left him feeling guilty. He had been there to protect Stormbreak, but he hadn’t been able to help those he cared about most, and that haunted him to this day. What was worse was that he wasn’t sure he could have done anything differently, and yet he still felt as though he should have. He should have been there.
But then he’d probably have died alongside them, and he could no longer find it in himself to regret that he hadn’t.
”Thank you,”. Liam said, resting his hands on the pommel of his sword and relaxing into a more at ease position. Then, because he was curious, he added, ”What’s a dragoon doing all the way out here?” Hunting for flowers, perhaps, like everyone else seemed to be doing?
But then he’d probably have died alongside them, and he could no longer find it in himself to regret that he hadn’t.
”Thank you,”. Liam said, resting his hands on the pommel of his sword and relaxing into a more at ease position. Then, because he was curious, he added, ”What’s a dragoon doing all the way out here?” Hunting for flowers, perhaps, like everyone else seemed to be doing?
Couldn't live locked in these memories
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
