"Please, you must save Clay!"
As soon as Arthur had finished speaking, Mrs. Bernice repeated urgently.
No one knows a child better than their mother.
Mrs. Bernice would never consider her son as someone brave enough to "face the might of thunder," a hero—Clay's so-called "Chasing the Wind" was merely showing off to friends at a salon.
And that was the epitome of "blind folly without self-awareness!"
But what worried Mrs. Bernice the most were phrases like "darkness, loneliness, fresh blood, broken."
She feared that Clay might meet with misfortune.
Affected by worry, at any time, it was always so.
Perhaps because of this, Old Charlie had come up with a similar pattern of speech—simply put, most situations could be fit into this rhetoric.
Who doesn't have moments of arrogance?
And who can guarantee they're always right?
Certainly, there is foolish ignorance without self-awareness!
And darkness, loneliness, fresh blood, broken?
