Chapter 2
A solitary tear spilled onto his cheek and he did his best to sniff the others back. He was determined to be strong. Bravery was the mark of a man and now was the time to shed any last vestiges of boyhood.
Silence marked the first leg of the journey. No words could change his situation or alter the fact that he was already missing those he loved. Through the blur of tears he stared at the increasingly unfamiliar scenery while the troopers talked and grunted amongst themselves. Pan was glad their attentions were otherwise engaged since he was in no mood for conversation. It was his sole desire to be left alone to contemplate the sudden strange turn of events.