@stolenyourmiracles | continued from here
“I tried to stop him going. I warned him.”
He remembered the look on Galahad’s face on the day that he left - that look of eagerness, of hope, of absolute certainty that he would return from his quest successful. It was burned into his memory.
(And so was the all-too-vivid image of agony he’d Seen in the mirror. Proof that Galahad’s God, if He existed at all, cared little for His servants.)
“I ought to have gone after him. I could have saved him, if I had.”








