Kid did it. Pulled it off. Set everything back to normal. Restored the world.
Sometimes I think we lost just as much then as we did when the calamity hit.
Kid spent the rest of his second term on the rippling walls, his old friend by his side the entire time. The hammer was always the strength behind the kid's words, but the kid couldn't call it his best friend anymore. Felt it would be wrong. A memoir from the Bastion. But that was far from the only thing that it let him keep.
He was in Caelondia proper when he saw her. And she returned his gaze. They knew each other, somehow. So they met again, for the first time. Zia had been able to overcome the betrayal eventually, but it still stung her, still hurt her to talk about it. Somethings ain't gonna go away with time, somethings need a special kind of care.
She introduced him to her father, Venn, a genius, nervous fellow. But the kid's eye was caught by the man's friend. An older fellow with pure white hair a lot like his own, and they shared a moment in remembrance of an unlived life. This time, they introduced themselves the first time they met. Rucks.
It felt... complete. Almost.
They were missing someone.
The name eluded them, but they remembered their past in blurry colors, and their were some colors that were very easy to recall.
That day, before they went to their homes, Zia offered a prayer. She asked for guidance and truth. She asked for help for the weary. And she asked for peace for her friend, that no matter where he was he would have a chance to redeem himself. He deserved at least that much.
I can't say much for the first two parts of that prayer, but the third part came true. Hope Zulf keeps himself together in this new world.
