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I think maybe I'm numb. It was easy to just focus on the task at hand when we were fighting. Now the fighting is over and all that is left is carnage and destruction. We won. It almost feels like a hollow victory. Not that I'm not glad, grateful even, that we were victorious. It's just...
More than fifty soldiers, four cops and countless others lost their lives or received major inuries. The town is in shambles and the Mayor wants everything fixed by this weekend. Like we can wave a magic wand and make things better. I don't know, maybe Tara and Willow could do that.
Xander was hurt, knocked unconcious, during the final battle. I...at first I wasn't sure he was still breathing. It's like...it was like the park. I felt everything go cold and I was shaking. Then I saw him breathe and his chest go up and then down and I knew he'd be alright.
I haven't cried. Can't seem to find any emotion. Not anger, relief, rage, grief. I'm just...numb.
More than fifty soldiers, four cops and countless others lost their lives or received major inuries. The town is in shambles and the Mayor wants everything fixed by this weekend. Like we can wave a magic wand and make things better. I don't know, maybe Tara and Willow could do that.
Xander was hurt, knocked unconcious, during the final battle. I...at first I wasn't sure he was still breathing. It's like...it was like the park. I felt everything go cold and I was shaking. Then I saw him breathe and his chest go up and then down and I knew he'd be alright.
I haven't cried. Can't seem to find any emotion. Not anger, relief, rage, grief. I'm just...numb.