The Disappearing Light

How could I not? The answer was characteristic of Jigano, ever the hero, a slave to whatever was just and right and good. Sam did not like it about himself, but he had never felt the compulsion. He had only ever wanted to hide and self preserve, felt that he had given enough, suffered enough in his 26 years. Perhaps it was because he had not often been close to people. The story was certainly frightening. People just..disappearing in something so innocent as a forest with fairies in it...he looked off into the fire with a troubled look as he heard it. "I...do not know much, I'm afraid. I read a few legends once, but I thought that was all they were. The only things I know are from the people who've seen them since the barrier fell." He took a sip of tea and rubbed fingers along his eyebrow. "Jigano...how could you hope to beat the Fae or get them back? We don't know anything and it seems they have a lot of power..." Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child