Start of a snowball

I walked back towards the village after the rage finally settled and thankfully the short romp through the woods gave me a sense of peace and clarity. Well honestly I think it had more to do with Ira helping me than anything but I like to think the peacefull woodlands around me and the fresh scent of pine helped aswell. Anyways, I walked back to the village and upon arrival I was met by my friends at the exit of the woods. They all had an expression of sorrow but also anger just as I had when everything happened. They lost a family member just as much as I had. That realization came over me and I felt ashamed that I reacted so badly.

"I'm sorry everyone, you lost Hannah just as much as I did and frankly... It's all my fault." I muttured the last part as I hung my head in shame as the painful reminder of how horrible I was as a leader and an adoptive father reemerged from the bottle I tried to seal those thoughts in.