Lance walked through the streets of Magnolia with a sort of grimace on his face. It was a snowy day just like the day Griffon died and it was the exact date that Griffon died. He had his fists clenched in his pockets as he walked to the cliff. Once he reached the cliff he saw a single large stone sitting on the ground and he crouched on one knee in front of it and bowed his head while he closed his eyes. He started to cry as his tear drops hit the ground he started to mutter "If only I would have been stronger I could have saved you Griffon..." he muttered as he stood up and stared at the stone which had a dragon with flames coming out of it and a boy encased in flames.
He trembled as he stared at the ground. He could have done something to protect Griffon, he didn't have to die the way he did and it was Lance's fault he died. He fell to his knees and was unaware of his surroundings as he had let his guard down at that exact moment.
He trembled as he stared at the ground. He could have done something to protect Griffon, he didn't have to die the way he did and it was Lance's fault he died. He fell to his knees and was unaware of his surroundings as he had let his guard down at that exact moment.