"Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori."
(It is sweet and proper to die for one's country.)
For any parent, there is that constant worry for their children when they come of age and are forced to tread their path in the world. The same was true for Night Light. But in a short time, his children had reached such great heights that he could not possibly fathom, and he could not be more proud. Despite that lingering worry that still nagged at him deep within the corners of his mind, he knew that they were more than capable of handling anything life could throw at them.
So when a letter arrives for him one unsuspecting day, he never imagined that the contents could shatter his whole world.
Entry for the No Dialogue Contest.