[As the fog begins to creep back in, Bruno is treated to Wilfsunn and Bloewyda reminiscing over their children's youths- of how much effort Moenbryda put into protecting the bookish young Urianger from bullies and trying to understand him and pull him out of his shell so that he would never be lonely again.]
"And look at you now. At the center of the crowd... The reason there even is a crowd, having brought these people together. You've no idea how proud we are."
[Just that affirmation alone nearly brings Urianger to tears a second time.]
"To see the boy our daughter trusted and believed in more than anyone...grow into the man she always knew he could be.
I can see her in you, too. Feel her. She walks with you, wheresoever you go. So thank you, Urianger. For being who you are."
[Finally, it feels like everything makes sense. With tears shed, so too are his guilt and reservations. His words begin to fade with the scene, growing more distant as all turns to white.]
"I... I think...I can feel her, too... The truth...of her life. Not sorrow...but hope. And love..."
[And just like that, they're back in the forest. Urianger has returned to Bruno's side, somber and contemplative.]
'Twas a great weight lifted from my shoulders that day, yet not a day doth pass that I do not think of dearest Moenbryda.
[It feels strange to have such a heavy memory shown to another, but Urianger ultimately doesn't mind if it's Bruno.]
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"And look at you now. At the center of the crowd... The reason there even is a crowd, having brought these people together. You've no idea how proud we are."
[Just that affirmation alone nearly brings Urianger to tears a second time.]
"To see the boy our daughter trusted and believed in more than anyone...grow into the man she always knew he could be.
I can see her in you, too. Feel her. She walks with you, wheresoever you go. So thank you, Urianger. For being who you are."
[Finally, it feels like everything makes sense. With tears shed, so too are his guilt and reservations. His words begin to fade with the scene, growing more distant as all turns to white.]
"I... I think...I can feel her, too... The truth...of her life. Not sorrow...but hope. And love..."
[And just like that, they're back in the forest. Urianger has returned to Bruno's side, somber and contemplative.]
'Twas a great weight lifted from my shoulders that day, yet not a day doth pass that I do not think of dearest Moenbryda.
[It feels strange to have such a heavy memory shown to another, but Urianger ultimately doesn't mind if it's Bruno.]