Lying on my side, I studied the symbols carved in the wall above the window for a while. I knew them well by now, but looked at them in a completely different way after today...
A quiet sigh escaping my lips, I shifted my gaze to the subtle, dark lines of the last swallows flashing outside the window, bidding farewell to the dim glow of the vanishing day. The sting of guilt caused by what I did to Sril still remained in my chest... along with a faint echo of fear. Sril was always the calm and collected one. At least until today. I thought I was going to be the only one to lose temper, never suspecting that Sril could rise his voice, get furious like this... It scared me in a way, but also made me realize what an idiot I must have been to even make it go that far.
