The Youth of the Dalish: A Dragon Age Fan-Fiction Story

Grief

A few days passed. Someone got the corpses, they were all pale. The corpses looked so pale that it was hard discerning one from the other. Tobias and Uncle brought the corpses to Omar. Omar was going to cremate the bodies. Juli didn't like the idea, but he knew that it was one of the Keeper's jobs to prepare a proper ceremony for the deceased. However, Juli decided that Father deserved the best ceremony, and despite his dislike of Omar, no one else in the clan knew more about this sort of thing than the Keeper. Juli sat on the Hill that led to the river. He sat there thinking about Father, he wasn't crying though. He looked at the sun set, and it reminded him of Father. It reminded him that Father was unique. Father was beautiful. It had been a week since Father died, and he felt angrier than sadder. He was angry at the fact that he couldn't save Father. He was furious at himself for not being stronger.

"It's not your fault Juli."Cathy said as she was standing behind him.

"I could've saved him. Mother, it is my fault." Juli turned his head around to look at Mother. She frowned upon what Juli had just said. Did I upset her with something? Juli wondered. "Blaming ourselves will not solve anything." She walked towards Juli and sat next to him. She sighed and looked at the sun set with her son. Cathy noticed that Juli's eyes were not as wet as hers. She knew Juli was the kind to bottle things in, just like her ex-husband.

"You know, your Father always blamed himself for the death of his father, until he met me." She gave her son a gentle smile, but she spoke distantly as she looked at the sun. Her memory seemed as distant as the bright star itself, Cathy sighed,"He carried that burden for years, until I made him realize one must live life for oneself, because that's what our loved ones would ask of us from the fade. "

Juli looked at Mother, puzzled by Mother's sincerity. Juli nodded, almost reluctantly. The horizon had a darker orange than when Juli got here, and that orange turned to darkness as they both stared at the sun set.