Completion of the Whisper

Prologue

Letting someone go, was always hard.

Letting someone go, could break your heart.

Letting someone go, could rip you apart.

Letting someone go, could change your world.

Letting someone go, could change yourself.

Letting someone go, could shatter your beliefs.

Letting someone go, could be a new beginning.

Letting someone go, could sometimes be the right thing.

And I had to let go.

I knew how to let go.

But it wasn't easy. Losing someone, especially if this someone was so important to you... it wasn't easy. It never was.

But losing someone was something I was used to.

My father had died,
My mother had died.

I was used to loss.

But this... this was a different kind of loss. This was just so much worse.

I've lost that one person.

Lost.

Lost, just like my own hope was.

How often can we lose something, how often are we able to stand by and just let it happen?

I've tried to prevent this from happening – by the almighty Sladowran – I have tried.

But I had not been able to do enough. I've never been.

I failed.

Losing that one person... losing that one person like that... it almost broke me.

Or maybe, it already had.

Maybe I'm already broken, maybe, I am just trying to keep it together.

Maybe.

Maybe, in the end, it was all just about fate and destiny.
Maybe, it was written in the Whispers, all along.