02:Calen Shielder: Voice: I come to you with a pile of regrets and nothing more

[memoryishaunted]

*He hadn't been awake but a few hours, he didn't know exactly how he had survived or even where he was. He was in a bed, his wounds had been tended, he was in pain and wore out. His throat hurt, there were bandages all over his body and his mind was a jumble. He had to mentally shake himself and finally find out just what had happened, the last thing he remembers is passing out in the bush and then a that lyrical voice that had helped him hold on.*

I--

*The speaker chokes and the already ragged voice is even shakier as it continues.*

They, they didn't die, did they? I'm sorry, I--just.......

*And that is it, he has nothing more that he can possibly say now.*