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With Kaz still asleep through the whole ordeal, K. Spree barely aware of her surroundings, and Deiter faithfully at her side, back in the cabin, Larry seems to be left to defend the whole ship...alone.
Night has fallen.
The wind is fierce with it's bite into Larry's uncovered skin. He pulls his cloak closer to him, to keep out the chill that is from outside, yet that does nothing to stop his trembling on the inside.
To himself he mutters...
"What have I gotten myself into?
What have I dragged my friends into?
They could die here, this night, just because I asked for thier help.
Deiter and Spree, I hope she does not mind me calling her that...it seems that I continually insult her, without intention...Deiter and Spree seem to have a great relationship together. I may have doomed them both on this godforesaken boat! And for what? For my ambition to feel like I am as good as my father? Why did I have to drag them into this? It was my selfish ambition alone to be a hero like my father was...that I never will be...and now I can call myself a murderer. A murderer of four good people! Kaz must have followed me out of obedience to the Temple...Spree and Deiter out of respect to me and my wishes for them to come along. And since I have failed Mistal...I have killed her as well.
~screaming~
"Aerie!
Where are you when I need you!!!
You guided me here!
Why do you leave me to die and bring others to the grave with me!!!
Why do I bother with the likes of you, anymore?"
With that, Larry falls to the ground, all his energy spent out crying because of his confusion...and lonliness...
[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-09-2001).]
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