ElkK47

Coming out this morning I found them seated around the able eating, his place still arranged and everything like he was gonna come threw the door any moment. I looked at them and took a deep breath. I had woken up in a pool of sweat, clutching the sheets like they would offer any form of comfort or support to me in my time of need. "I had the dream again last night" Everyone stopped eating and looked at me. We all had The dream every now and again, where we had just killed the dark lord and armed the boom. He was running behind us, turning every now and again firing into the crowd of the cursed humans. Stopping in a long, wide halfway he look

So once he had gotten up and left, left our lives we noticed a few things... How much we had truly been threw with him, all the fighting, the fear, the late nights taking turns on guard making sure out throats weren't slit in our slumber. What he had done for us, when Patrick asked him to go retireve his lover, he asked for his assault rifle and his keys. Didn't say a word when they showed up, let him do the talking, let him shape this girls destiny. How many times we would've have died if he hadn't pulled something out of his ass in the nick of time to keep us intact. And a notebook for some odd reason? He was always drawing, or writing, or