I was mulling about how Garwolf gets his forceful closure with Serin and this is the scenario that always plays in my mind. It is unusual that this pessimist bypasses the first four stages in the Kübler-Ross five stages of grief.
Garwolf trudges on, disregarding his grevious wounds. "I need to save her", he says.
Mayev can only watch in despair. Is this what love really entails?
Arriving at the scene, he staggers and stops, lets out a soundless gasp. Once he remembers himself he darts for a place to hide. At this point it all feels rather foolish. What a stupid notion!
He stays quiet and lets them pass in peace. A sigh escapes his breath as their last footstep echoes away. His vision lingers as his thoughts wander, "I wonder what do heroes do, when the world doesn't need their brand of saving."
Eventually Mayev finds him passed out. Dead birds dot the path.
Garwolf finds himself in a lady's room, his wounds dressed.
"Do not banter. They still bleed." Mayev inspects his face, her concern more than physical needs.
His face limps like a lifeless manikin, drawn in a perpetual stare, without joy, without hate.
"Sometimes," he speaks tentatively, "Sometimes I wonder. What it feels like to give up and surrender." He direct his gaze at her. "It would be so much easier.", he whispers.
While she could not escape the flattery, she shakes her head, "You need to rest."
As she closes the door, she could not help smiling.
Mayev kisses him, but something wasn't right. It was like kissing an unresponsive doll.
"No, no, no, no!" "What are you doing? Fight back! Fight back! You always fight back!"
To be continued... Garwolf will find himself fighting one last time before hope is fully stolen.