[littl3chocobo]

he could hear the boy's words from the depths of where he hid, he did not understand how loss could be acceptable over failure to find, ignorance was not this painful, not this cruel. he wondered briefly if the book would try to continue the story without him or if he needed to continue his role as guide. as far as he knew it to be he was only really needed to start and to finish the story everything else was dependent of the main character, anyone who knew a story knew that. he pulled deeper into himself and watched sadly.