With yet another ''SHUNK!'' Rick's sword dug into the ground. He then went over the same process of lengthily putting a fire together, and lighting it. He fell down next to in the same manner, would begin sobbing sooner than he usually would.
Flashes of Ceou came through his mind, her pale skin, her cold voice... Even just the soft embrace of her hand made his heart wretch with pain. ''It's a big ''IF'', Rick..." That was it. One of the things that made him wander, that kept him going was just beaten with a metal pole. He didn't know what to do anymore. Or if he could do anything.
The girl who he bedded also came into his mind, quickly passed.
He opened up the locket, and continued sobbing until he closed it once more and fell asleep.
