That day is never the same after reading that letter from Eros. It’s like he somehow knew what was going to happen. Not the part, where I come with him to the North and he sends me back home alone, of course. I’m talking about the whole not-returning thing. How did he manage to suspect the possible outcome of this mission and think so far ahead?
But on the other hand, this is exactly like him. He always went out of his way with his thoughtfulness. I can’t help but think of that one time at the Academy, somewhere around the beginning of spring, when we have already mended things between us.
As usually, we got together for our morning run around the island. It was a Saturday, I remember it just like it were yesterday. I was supposed to do a massive project about the Gods, that chose
