"I love you with all my hearts..." Happiness can be recognised after losing something most precious. The weak may not be able to recover but the strong would claw their way to the surface.
For me, I clawed my way.
The battle had stretched covering the major kingdoms while crushing the smaller underfoot. Dazed as siblings argued around me before they disappeared. Some comfort me but I had no desire for their comfort, my hurt was too deep like scars to the marrow of my bones.
After the fall of the first kingdom, I struggled to put myself back together, it was time I did anyway. I had no desire to die but the will to live seemed weak. The once colourful world seemed blue and dreary without them.
Losing the son I had now gained, the siblings I had known in this life and a mother who was so heartbroken my grandmother had appeared and taken her and my fathers away.
The sister disappeared, her husband saving her from being killed and her sorrow.
