Chapter 1 - Hope

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Garroth

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I am among the few who have made peace with her passing.

That doesn't mean I don't miss her. I look at the stars every night and talk to her. Sometimes, on those desolate nights where Laurance would close himself off entirely from the world and Dante was too depressed to talk, she would answer me in the form of a shooting star.

She's sweet in that regard. It shows that she still cares.

She shouldn't have to worry about me, though. I'm better off than most, actually.

Laurance, for example, never comes outside anymore. And those days that he does, he has bags under his eyes and is never friendly with anyone. He even gets snappy with Malachi, who often visits him and tries to help.

It doesn't work, though.

Dante is on the road to recovery, though. He gives little smiles to everyone, but occasionally gives a real smile when something funny happens.

He smiles more and more every day.

After 15 years of pain and suffering, it's nice to finally have hope.

Laurance

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My heart is broken.

I know I'll never see her again.

Ever.

I can't handle the pain that grief comes with. It's too...unbearable.

It's all my fault.

All of it.

I should have never come to Phoenix Drop in the first place.

But...

Even though I can't seem to get out of this dark place in my life, I think I'll be okay.

Something inside of me seems to warm up when something good happens.

I think it's hope.

And to be honest...

After 15 years of pain and suffering, it's nice to finally have hope.

Dante

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Garroth has to be one of the strongest people I know.

Every single day, he puts up with the craziest stuff, like Laurance's temper and my depression.

He puts up with the entirety of Phoenix Drop and the threat of bandits.

He's even helping to rebuild the ruins of Phoenix Drop.

I, on the other hand....

If there's even a little bit of pressure on my shoulders, there is a good chance that I will collapse.

He's one of my best friends, too. He listens and helps me with my problems. In turn, he tells me what's been going on and occasionally asks for advice when I'm feeling up to it.

I'm still a guard, the second-in-command, to be exact. Laurance demoted himself to being a normal guard.

Even then, he still doesn't do much.

I'm getting better every day.

After 15 years of pain and suffering, it's nice to finally have hope.  

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