“Who’re you?” The old man smiles softly, sadly.

“Oh, no one. Just a lonely old man who used to be a hero.” The kids brighten up at his words.

“Ooh, what kind of hero, mister?” Blue eyes dull with age seem to light up to their former glory, seeing into a great past.

“The kind that traveled all over the universe, defeated foes big and ( Read more... )