A week has passed since I found them here, everything possibly needed was here, because of them, my best friends, but as for Golem, he struggles to accept that she passed and I can’t blame him for acting this way.
“Did you find her father again?” I nod focusing on the training course, please don’t ask me further, I hate talking about soppy past tense.
“And… what happened?” Here we go, here we go Issabella… “H-he tried to kill me, and I think he wanted to… um…” His full attention spins on me, “He what? You mean r…” I keep my focus on the hangmen. So many memories, so many simmering memories.
“Yeah…” “What the fuc- Issabella, did you kill him?” “No,” “Why not?” “I-I couldn’t…” He nods in defeat, “When I find him, I will kill his elderly ass, in fifty different ways,”
I peek at him, shive
