Holding Onto Heaven Varian opened his eyes again and attempted a smile. "No. It is I who am sorry... for not seeing earlier what you are.... what you have always been. I'm so proud.... that you are my son." Varian reached up with his bloody hand and touched his son's face, leaving a bloody smear. "Do not mourn for me. This has always been my fate.... don't let it be yours." With that, Varian's arm and body fell limp.More Like This
The fallen king was enveloped in darkness. He felt no more pain, no more sadness, no more.... anything. The only thing he could feel was something warm and comforting. A faint glow of light gripped his soul and Varian felt himself surge forward.
Something bright was shining in Varian's eyes. He tried to turn his head, but it was futile.
Open your eyes... a voice called to him from far away.
Varian's eyes fluttered as he looked around his