Oh, how I've tried to get you out of my head
And I lie broken in words I said
And I lie broken in words I said
Sometimes he still woke from a dead sleep to sit straight up in bed in a cold sweat, his sleeping mind overrun with guilt and pain and torment, his imagination having carried him off in a storm of what-ifs. Sometimes he wondered if he would ever be free of the weight of it all - of the fall of the Tower and the death of everything he held dear - and sometimes he wondered if he wanted to be free. Wouldn't that mean forgetting, and wouldn't forgetting render their lives meaningless?
It had been with some trepidation that he had left the Dragoons; being a soldier was the only life he'd ever known, and to embark on a new journey left him in a state of nervous tension that was not something he was used to. Still, it had to be better than walking a city of grey, ghosts on every corner. Right?
The Greatwood wouldn't normally have been his first choice of homes, but he'd had enough of city life. Maybe a relocation to somewhere smaller, quieter, more remote would be a welcome change. So it was that he'd bought a little cottage, and so it was that he came to be moving in on this particular Longheat day. It was early - all the better for unloading the cart of his belongings before the heat of the day - and he worked in tandem with a small crew of movers who had met him at the skyport. He didn't have much, so it wouldn't take long to get the boxes inside.
It had been with some trepidation that he had left the Dragoons; being a soldier was the only life he'd ever known, and to embark on a new journey left him in a state of nervous tension that was not something he was used to. Still, it had to be better than walking a city of grey, ghosts on every corner. Right?
The Greatwood wouldn't normally have been his first choice of homes, but he'd had enough of city life. Maybe a relocation to somewhere smaller, quieter, more remote would be a welcome change. So it was that he'd bought a little cottage, and so it was that he came to be moving in on this particular Longheat day. It was early - all the better for unloading the cart of his belongings before the heat of the day - and he worked in tandem with a small crew of movers who had met him at the skyport. He didn't have much, so it wouldn't take long to get the boxes inside.
Never thought I'd walk on this street again
Standing where it all began
Standing where it all began
Liam
