Practical Objectives

Once Rey settled all the floating thoughts in his mind, he pulled out a crumpled envelope from his pocket.

It was the letter that Noah gave him since the start of the day.

'I still haven't read it.'

Rey tore through the envelope and brought out the white sheet that was trapped inside.

He was still on his bed when he turned to lie on his belly, placing the paper in front of him so he could read its contents.

~Dear Rey

Ah… what am I saying? How do I even put this?

I just wanted to let you know that I've made up my mind about all of this. After seeing that Dragon yesterday, I realize that I just can't cope with this.

I want to live a normal life, no matter what.

Sorry, my thoughts and words are all jumbled up. My hand still trembles whenever I remember the entire thing that went down.

As much as I want to tell myself that I can get stronger to face the Dragons, I know myself. I'm not cut out for this stuff.