#(kinda sorta)

gotta give the Avatar a second to do his air tricks 🌪️

"Mrs. Riley, I'm sorry to say, but Simon has passed on."

"Mrs. Riley, Simon was hurt in action, and he did not make it."

"Mrs. Riley, we're here to tell you that Simon's in the hospital. There's no easy way to say this, but he's badly hurt. We don't know if he's going to make it."

You'd go to his side, and he wouldn't talk back to you, or hold your hand. He wouldn't kiss you, or tell you that he loves you. Simon would be dressed in his best suit, eyes peacefully closed for the first time in decades. He would have the flag folded over his casket, and people would tell you, "Oh, he died honorably."

"He died fighting for his country."

"He gave a noble sacrifice."

"Simon was so brave, I am sorry he had to go like this."

But is there anything worth giving your life for? Life is precious, and there is nothing worth dying for. Not liberty, not freedom, not honor, not nobility. You wouldn't even want him to die for you, even if it is good and courageous to die for these things. How could you let him do anything but live?

Your worst fear is not that he would die. Death is mercy in his line of work, in many cases. No, your worst fear he's going to come home like Joe Bonham - his limbs gone, unable to speak, smell and eat, deaf, and blind. All that would remain is a thinking thing. You would love him anyway, but you can't bear to see him suffer. Even something "small," like a bullet wound, breaks your heart.

im obsessed with rockstar raggy (so is pomni)