Angelzofheart

Alistair didn't know how long he had stood in that forest. He was frozen in time. When he did finally get back to the fortress he sat in his room and thought of Evane, the words he had left unsaid, the pain he never helped resolve. He was positive she blamed him for all of it. He just wanted one more day with her. One more day to let her know it wasn't her fault. Nobody could tell him what to do. Why couldn't he have realized that sooner? That would be a guilt he would carry with him for the rest of his life, however long or short that might be. Again the journal was opened on the desk. He stared at it not really seeing the words or any of it