You know, Calem was supposed to save the day this chapter like always but I guess there's a first time for everything. Maybe next time.>>19714194Looking up at the vast, starry sky, you are overcome with a sadness that overwhelms your heart.
A single, manly, not gay-tear runs down your face before plopping onto the snow.
They didn't have to go that way.
Not this soon.
It didn't have to end like this, but it happened anyway.
And now the sky's brighter than ever. Sure, people will appreciate the mass number of twinkly-dinklies in the sky, but in retrospect, it could have been handled better. Definitely.
At the very least, little girls will be able to go to sleep easier now knowing that there are more stars watching down on them, even if they don't necessarily like being in place all the time.
For no particular reason at all, you wait for one of those stars to fall, but none of them ever do, and you are left in that field with nothing but a stoic reminder that sometimes fate just can't be changed.
You leave to find Serena, Alice, and that Mamoswine. Staying here just doesn't feel right anymore.
Tonight you sleep with a heavy heart and the consequences of a helper syndrome hero on the wrong side of the bed.
>「Rappelez-vous le Grelaçon. . .」>END. 