Green May Burn More Gently.

The guarding of the youngsters, amazed by Mune, she held still contemplating the moon by his side. Both of them knew that if even against the fleeting chance of their death in the battlefield, everything they had longed to do before departing was already lost, not even with enough time, were the circumnstances enough. Sometimes it's better a sincere and reconciled moment than a prefigured and false failure.

Maybe i'd prefer failing silently than faking out loud.

 I'll assert my individuality anyway i want, even if that means not spending my complaints on your betterment.