And there I stood, drained - from every emotion. The flying lights surrounded me, and my eyes didn't bother to follow them. I just stood. I wasn't fighting for my people anymore, or for my freedom - or his. I wasn't fighting for equality or justice anymore. I wasn't fighting for happiness. I wasn't fighting for the future or for the present. I wasn't fighting to revenge death or lost love. I wasn't fighting for earth, or what stood on it, breathing. I wasn't fighting for him either. I wasn't fighting for anything at all - not even for myself. And that was where I stood, still and quiet. Just watching, not waiting, not feeling. I hadn't given up, I had just let go. >