Epilogue
“Sometimes your dreams don’t mean anything. They are just dreams. It is not wise to put meaning where it does not belong.”
Dair knelt, his head bowed low as he approached his Creator. He felt the warmth from his light and the peace that only came in his presence. But that wasn’t what he’d come for.
“You know why I’ve come.” His voice was steady, but there was no mistaking the pain in his words.
“I know that you love her,” the Creator spoke. “I created her. Think how much more she means to me, Brudair.”
“You do not lose her either way. If she lives or she dies, she will still be yours.” Dair’s words came out in heavy breaths as emotions he was still learning how to control swamped him. “I’ve only just met her. Her life has just begun.”
“What do you want, Brudair?”
“I WANT
