I stayed there, sitting beside the lake, sobbing my worries to it as if it was listening to me, as the rain started to pour down on me. I don't see why we should fight anymore. It's just so hard, training because I'm not good enough, trying to match their expectations of me, not wanting anybody to die. I know deep down, that in a war, there has never been a side that gets out of it unscathed. Whether you have outnumbered the enemy, there are still those that won't get to see the sun rise again. I am naive to think that way. We can't negotiate because our enemy won't even let us talk.
"So that is out. The only way to end this war is if I surrender myself to Draven. That way, no one will die because of me. Ugh, how I wish I was never been born."
"What are you talking about?"
I stiffened w
