[After all This]
The rearguard stood in silence, their eyes flickering between fear and determination. Egologia, beside him, Dagher...
After the royal leaders and soldiers had left, hesitation was evident on some faces.
"This war... is it my end?"
Memories intertwined with the present. The bloody nightmare, that image that had never left him since he first set foot on land. The more he thought about it, the more familiar it seemed... too familiar, as if it were reality.
"Everything repeats itself, everything revolves... So, will I die again? There's a pleasure in all of this?? That dream means death will keep chasing me."
"If I am to die, then who is seeing this now? If I am to disappear, why am I still thinking?"
He raised his hand in front of his face, looked at his fingers, moved them, felt them.
"The dead do not feel, but I feel."
He turned his eyes forward again, turned to Dagar.
"Do you know? I was afraid."
