the way i wanted it to be

Samuel

So if you're lost along the way
And if you're thinking that will always be the case

Sam managed an empty laugh at Remi's (accurate) comment. The Abandoned, down to their rather depressing name, had always seemed like the race that would finally see the ire of the Gods; yet they might manage to slip by entirely. Not for the first time, Sam wished he could have had his sister's abilities.

How sad it was, that they understood each other and were happy to have peace, but were being pulled into something far beyond either's control. Sam watched Remi rise, troubled frown on his face as he tried to think of anything suitable to say as a farewell, entirely aware that this could be the last time he saw Remi in any kind of calm situation.

"...I wish you well too. Maybe, somehow, we'll both be here in a few years and it'll be over. I'd like to see you then." Foolish but hopeful; he couldn't really bring himself to believe the sentiment, but Sam wanted to at least voice it, as if it might make it more likely. Standing, he gave Remi a touch on his arm (it felt somehow wrong now to hug as they had only half an hour before) and then let him on his way.


{FIN}

You'll make a sucker's prayer
Just go and leave it that-a-way