"Where were you?"
"I was…I was…" He paused, staring at her blankly. When was the last time he had seen her? A century ago? A millennia ago?
[ Where were you ? ]
Where was he? Where had he been all that time? He had…He had been here, on Earth. When was the last time he was home? When Heaven could have honestly been called ‘home’ instead of ‘war’. Where was he? Where was he when he was needed? He was…He was here…hiding. Coward. But was he really?
"I am sorry." He says simply. For what? For not being there. He was here.













