Francis carried her in her hands as he appeared somewhere in the bushes of Crescent village. He just wanted to be away from everyone. He wanted to stay away from everything.
He just wanted some time away from everything that reminded him about the prophecy. He wanted to stay away from the fear ... .the pain, the guilt, the hatred and everything that kept him away from Mala.
He sat on the ground, held her in his arms and cried as much as he could. "I should have been there for you. I shouldn't have let them touch you," he cried as he gently stroked her face.
That feeling of guilt came back. Everything that happened to his mother was repeating itself. "Do you really have to die on the Crescent night, Mala? Do I have to live without you after everything? Do I have to live with the fear of having to kill you later?" He asked, still holding her.
