Confusion is often described of something with uncertainty. There is nothing we could understand from the state of oblivion. It is almost something that can never be conceived along side with the mere thought of satisfaction.
With that being said, confusion could quickly define the state that I am in. Satisfaction, however would not. I have pictured this day many of times, over and over in my head. Each time, this involved Luxa, running to my arms and kissing me. Cliché, I know. But it was almost as if nothing else mattered upon my return to the Underland. I could care less about Sandwich's stupid prophecy. I would regret every ounce of my time spent down here if I hadn't met her. Because of those sadly regarded years of my childhood, I can no longer fathom what my life would be like without it.
I shouldn't let my past define me. But I do. A thousand times over I do.
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The Warrior's Return -The Underland Cronicles fanfiction
RandomFour years have passed. War has broke out among clans in the Underland. The rats are turning against the Regilians. Gregor is mentioned in yet another prophecy. He is supposedly their only hope. Does Gregor have the strength turn return after the l...
