A  DIFFICULT expression  twisted  his  countenance.  grief  & enduring  fortitude  warred  across  his  eyes  until  they  settled  into  a  misty,  icy  blue.  it  hadnât  even  been  a  day  & gwen  was         coping.  they  all  were.  the  hall  was  so  empty  & cold,  without  them  all.  â  percival,  â  he  started,  swallowing  back  when  he  felt  his  voice  waver  & a  fissure  cracked  across  his  strength.  he  blinked,  pulling  his  lips  back  & righting  his  stance  before  another  try,  â  percival,  get  some  rest.  weâve  done  enough,  for  today.   â
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