Emmett, craving a parental sort of guidance, found it in Safrin's outstretched hand; he gladly took it. The wonder of the supernatural scene fanning out before him momentarily stopped his tears, amazement taking over. He had never imagined the Gods would let someone as common as him see something so wonderful. Truly humbled he listened to Safrin carefully and quietly, her words bringing a few silent tears back.
"No, life sure ain' easy..." He agreed. Only a few months ago, when his biggest problems had been being too lazy to help with this years harvest and not knowing how to talk to girls, he would have challenged that statement, but now he knew it to be true. Life would never be easy again, not when he carried the memories of Longnight.
Safrin told him to ask for help...Emmett sighed. Of the people he knew most of them were busy or hurting with their own issues; Phoebe's help had resulted in her growing bitter towards him...he was not sure who to turn to anymore. "...I...I know this is prolly a silly question. But can Gods, like you or Vi or anyone else...bring people back? Or is that not the kinda help I should be askin' for?"
Emmett
There'll be no value in the strength of walls that I have grown
There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown
But I'd be yours if you'd be mine
There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown
But I'd be yours if you'd be mine
