What is this? The dragonslaying sword couldn't cut me, the sword of the Lord of Fiends' couldn't pierce me, so why is... my Arts... My control is fading away?
The flames gradually die down. Even though the heat remains harsh enough to kill, it's far less brutal than several minutes ago.
Amiya, to me, dreams are something far out of reach. Ahh, it's so tiring dealing with so many matters each and every day.
However, I do have a dream like that. This dream makes me think that no matter how much effort I put in here, it's all worth it.
If your mom and dad were at your side when you slept at night, would you be a lot happier?
Yes, yes. Ehh, I know we may have conflict.
You might still throw tantrums knocking over furniture or being picky over dinner. Don't give Kal'tsit a hard time, she doesn't mean it. I know, child.
Yes, no matter what, we will always feel safer when our parents are by our side.
They are like a lamp shining bright in the darkness. They will chase away the monsters hidden in dark corners, the drooling beasts prowling outside the windows.
Do you miss them more? Ah, I...
It's fine, it's fine. It's fine, Amiya. I'm here.
It will all be okay, Amiya. Your mom and dad must have thought so. No matter how many worries fill their minds, parents always think of more when looking at their children.
Sometimes, it's the only reason for us to continue living. Because... life continues after we die, for no reason other than that others live on. That is the reason that helps us to move forward.
I do not wish for children to lose their parents, nor for parents to grieve over their children.
In this world of ours, people are always having their lives taken. Inevitably, something will take away the people we love, the people that give us strength to move forward...
Sometimes, these things even happen between parent and child. Just because of a few words, a few thoughts... Their relationship fills with hate.
The blood that flows from our wounds cannot irrigate the fields. The pain that builds up year after year will never bear fruit.
Amiya, we are weak. Even if our tears fall into the earth, seeds will not sprout there.
That's why, I have a very distant dream.
I wish for the people of this world to never again cry tears of separation and loss. I don't want our night skies to be filled with broken hearts and emptiness.
Perhaps, one day... We'll be able to let everyone on this vast land fall into peaceful slumber.
Yes, everyone. Including us.
Even if that future will never come, even if this world should sink into darkness. Amiya, we live not just for a singular answer.
Right now, Rhodes Island is still trundling along its path. Everything is running as usual, even if we never reach our destination.
