Nalya-Eternal

Mata quietly walked through the roads of Crescent town, the rain had been coming down for hours now, less then the time it had been since he and his team got back from their counter defense against a opposing army, had returned. He was still trying to come to terms of what he had seen and what had happened, looking down at the ground he tried to get his thoughts straight, but it was hard as he still couldn't believe, the father he barely knew, the one he had know for little less then a year; had been cut down; killed right in front of him in a attempt to protect the still weak kingdom from being eradicated once again. He found it so ironic