Julians loss

Crystalline globes of pain and loss were flowing gently from his eyes.1

Looking back he could see the vacant expressions of terror engraved on their faces. The amount of pain suffered was palatable. He could taste in the air the futile screams of anguish and hope, and it wrenched his soul apart.2

HOW could this have happened. How could HE have let this happen.3

Julian felt a large and on his shoulder, and turned to look into the sad eyes of his friend. 4

“Brother, I am so very, very sorry for your loss. If there is anything I can do, you have only to ask and it is yours.”5

He heard the words as if looking in on another mans vision. And answered likewise6

“Jecht” He used his friends real name and not his honorific, “Give this to Balion.” He handed to his friend a small gold necklace. “Tell him it was his mothers, and that she loved him very, very much.” He clenched his jaw, suppressing emotion. 7

“What are you saying Julian?” asked the large head priest.8

Julian took a last look into the home where he had loved. And now lost. His mind made.9

“It has been three years since I left the temple Jecht. And in those three years I felt my Life fulfilled. I was happy, truly happy, for the first time in my life. But I am different, and because of that difference I have caused the death of both my wife and daughter. I will NOT put Balion’s life on that list! Do you understand?”10

Only just started. don't judge yest Rose!!!!11