When I was done placing mine, I took my place behind the mages with tears rolling down my face. I could have saved him, but I didn't. Maybe if I was a bit stronger, I could have...
"I don't want to stay here anymore," I overheard Shera whisper to her father.
"Alright, let's go somewhere else," he replied taking the girl away from the cliff.
The ceremony went on with the rain intensifying as more and more people dropped their flowers onto the boxes.
I couldn't breathe. The guilt, the pressure was suffocating me and I couldn't breathe. I had to get out of here.
"Excuse me," I whispered walking against the stationary crowd. By the time I was out, I zipped out of the cliff like my life depended on it. The wind, the rain, it made me remember the first night I had turned in front of Founder. It made me see how much of a wreck I was. All I ever did was destroy and cause pain even when I didn't intend to. I was a mess.
