In the heat of battle, one does not feel heartache, but once the dust settles, that is when I find my spirits sinking.
When Kael lifted him from the Ice Coffin, his gaze inadvertently fell upon that pale face, and a surreal feeling surged through his heart.
His strongest memory of Teris was of the distinguished middle-aged Ranger, who most often had a grimace on his face.
Perhaps it was because the border Rangers had insufficient strength in the early years, bearing too much pressure.
And though Old Barry was strong enough, he acted more like a warrior than a leader of the Rangers.
The worries about inadequate strength and concerns over an unreliable leader had left this middle-aged man forever with a look of anxiety on his face.
But now, it seemed as if he had relinquished the burdens in his heart. That expression, usually so full of woe, now revealed a sense of peace, as if he could finally slip into a restful sleep.
