Gia
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I was glad to be getting back to the village; It had been an eventful trip, to say the least. Ice gripped my heart as I realized something was amiss. People were lying everywhere. All men, where were the women? I recognized the old baker and his son, the general store owner, and Anders, the tavern owner.
My eyes scanned them frantically until I saw him, and my heart shattered. My body moved on its own, and before I knew it, I was on my knees in front of him. Despite the blood and wounds, he looked peaceful, and my mind couldn’t conceive what I was seeing.
Visions of my childhood flashed before me, him scolding me for doing something reckless and then hugging me tightly because he didn’t want to lose me. Him holding me close at my grandmother’s funeral, giving me comfort and
