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He was Only HumanHe was only human
I watched through the muddy haze of rain as man fell to his knees, his breath misting the air in whips of white fog.
Even heroes could drown, they could be cut, and they could bleed.
But he was so much more than just a hero, perhaps he had forgotten how truly fragile life was. How fragile WE were, all of us, no matter how long we had survived. One day our time would run out, and we had to pay the fiddler.
When we die, what happens to the ones left behind? How do they cope?
We had come so far, how could it end like this?
From the day I had met him, the day he had saved me; my life had been about him. He could not be cut, though many had tried, and it was impossible for him to lose. Brave, strong men followed him. Brave men died.
He lived, no one could say how, he just did.
Was his invincibility a gift? He often saw it as a curse. I took it for granted, and after a time, I saw him begin to as well. When you cannot die, life loses most of its worth. A man who walks into
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