It seems to be a far-fetched dream, the sights before me seem unreal. I rubbed my exhausted eyes, just in case I'm daydreaming while walking. I poked Kallen and asked him whether I'm trapped in a delusion of my longing. Kallen widened his eyes in shock, he shook his head and pointed toward the man who followed us.
It's him in the flesh, Ender Warren my long-lost friend. I couldn't contain my happiness and immediately jumped on him. Ender welcomed me with a hug, he caressed my back and whispered huskily. I touched his back, his face, my sense of touch didn't lie to me that he's alive. I endured my loneliness and sorrow that I felt because of losing him.
"I'm home," Ender smiled.
"You're such a slowpoke, idiot" I buried my face on his shoulder.
