Their Goodbyes...

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FINAL CHAPTER; THEIR GOOD BYES...

He loved all the appreciation he was receiving-being the hero. The joy all the Zytes had because of him but it was dangerous!-it made him want to do more for them. The more adoration he got, the more he craved! Breala had managed to sit up but she still wasn't able to stand yet. She couldn't help being a bit envious seeing as he wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for his persuasion! On the other hand, she was glad she could feel that way since you can only be envious of something good. Something good had happened here and that was the most important thing. Jim moved over towards her and she watched as he approached-she smiled.                                                              

"I told you there were people who needed your help!" She said to him.

"And you were right as always..." he conceded. Strost was just descending and he landed right next to them.                                                                                              

"You made me fly too high!" Strost complained to Jim.

"It was for the better..." Jim defended his actions, "I wasn't very sure about what the actual outcome would be!"                                                                                       

It was a reasonable explanation and Strost was completely sold on it.

"What are you going to do now?" Breala asked; she knew the answer to that question but she just had to ask. He took a second before answering trying to read the emotions in her eyes-he saw nothing in there.                                                                                                      

"I have to go back...to the city." He answered.

"I still need to rest so...I guess it's goodbye." She said sadly. He looked her in the eyes, held her hands.                                                                                                                         

"See you soon, Breala." He said to her and then got up to leave. They had said their goodbyes without even realising it could be the last time! It was still a war and lives are often lost to save others.


Hey!! I will ask you to pardon the "briefness" of some of these last parts. these were vital parts of the story that had to stand alone. thanks a lot for your time, have a great day;)


-Constino



 

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