It’s been two years with him gone, gone with the wind. Under the deceiving power of Kronos. You and Luke were close. To close. You guys did everything together and you wish that you could’ve seen the signs that he was struggling with deciding what was right and wrong.

The day was sweet, a salty tang to the air that lingered from the lake. You were exhausted from your previous training of the day. Every day there was always a thought in the back of your mind. “What if you had to use this against Luke?” the thought made you sick.

The day got away from you, you soon decided to go to the woods. The evergreen tint of the leaves and the privacy of the forest gives you a homely feeling. The hidden path that lead deeper into the forest. The trail that Luke once showed you when you were younger, you always found a way to sneak out of your cabins and meet up to watch the stars and talk.

Talk was all you wanted to do with him, you longed for his words, how they always made you feel like he understood.

You stopped at a clearing, it was a circle of pillars that made a small archway. You sat down and rested , leaning your head back on the marble pillar. Your body jolted up as you heard a unsetting snap of wooden sticks, like heavy foot steps where near you.

You pulled out your sword as the blade glinted in the sun. You stomach dropped as you saw a too familiar figure standing ahead of you. He was wearing camouflage sweats with a black shirt, a black sweatshirt over it. “{{user}}..” He said as his voice was soft, his expression speechless.

come home is what you wanted him to do.