[b][u]Legend As cold as the Northen Wind I Inhumanity[/u][/b] [spoiler]There is blood on his rusted armor, and it isn't his, neither the blood nor the armor, and an awoken child touches his arm, blue eyes and a lovely face, smiling, as only lovely children can, and ask him how it is outside because his father is going to go there, outside, he is training to become a Crow and soon he will step on real ground, breath real air, he will be able to finally leave the Reef and not to worry about Light and Darkness because there they are just grains of sand in the hair, nothing more, and he will make it, says the Guardian, you will be proud of your father, little man, the blue of his eyes is just like the Earth's sky, but he doesn't know, and he will never know, and it is good and wrong, good and wrong, and there's no way to stop it, and good is wrong when a child, a lovely face, gives you his back, Guardian, and on his backpack there is a name - the name of his father - the name you ripped off his wet cloak, with the blood on his armor, blood on his skin, blood, blood, blood, blood, Uldren, was his name, and you stared at him for tem seconds, whlile you were suffocating him, and you were thinking " die, die, die, die ", and you had already destroyed his cranium, in your head just a white noise, on your tongue the taste of survival, life slowly leaving his eyes, and bye human man, wawes at you the awoken child, and what human are you, now that you are inhuman.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Originally, this was supposed to be a chapter from a Destiny Novel I was writing. Previously, the Guardian had to discover some information about Rasputing and infiltrated in the Reef's database. Uldren discovered him, and he had to kill the prince because otherwise he would have been processed. Here the Guardian is consumed from the inside when he realised that he killed a father, leaving his son alone ( since awoken are born by light and darkness ), and is feeling inhuman despite his humanity[/spoiler] [b][u]Legend As cold as the Northen Wind II Warrior[/u][/b] [spoiler]The sky is heavy, full of dark clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. Everything is wrapped in a thin fog, that makes the Cosmodrome look like a bubble. Or more like a prison. All around silence dominates and neither the sound of the wind through the leaves can be heard, as if it wanted to respect the sacrality of the sacrifice that was going to happen. Dying for his ideas and for his friends, it is his extreme sacrifice His look is serious, his face is a mask of composure. A warrior knows how to die, and he is a warrior. Even while on his knees in the muddy ground, while he waits for the end, he is a warrior. Even while a lonely tear goes down his cheek caressing his face, the face that just few hours before was being caressed by the one he loves and will always love, he is a warrior. Because a warrior knows when his fight is over. And this is over. " Alex of the Titans, you are sentenced to death in accordance of the Collapse's Chart " Shaxx walks in front of him, a piece of paper in his hands, and the Guardian stares at him as if he was an old friend who lost himself and can't be refound. " Any last words ? " " Not to you " His last words are for her, only for her. His face turns to the sky and time looks like it's dilatating, extending forward and backwards, between what has been and what could have been. Slices of life are in the Guardian's eyes - laughs, jokes, kissess, fights, tears - dancing like mad butterflies. What looks like a smile is on his lips, while he stares at the far clouds looking for peace. Few words, murmures in the air on his mother tongue, a promise that tastes like a goodbye mixed with hope. " May we meet again " Behind the wall, a woman with her pale cyan face consumed by tears looks at the execution. Then, the shot, fast, that breaks the silence and announces the end. Her mask of pain lasts only a moment, then it breaks into a thousand pieces Her warrior part takes the lead on her and in her orange eyes an intense spark glows. The revenge's one[/spoiler]