Firefly Glen such a nice guy, you tell me everything twice

@Midar :eyes:
set a bit after this thread

Numbness settles over him as he makes his way back to Neverwinter Forest. The only feeling that penetrates the thick veil of grey is an increasing sense of bitterness. He tried. He'd done everything he could to make things better with Firestorm, and it'd all been worthless. Just like with Lainie.
He picks his way through the Glen miserably, watching the light fade around him, and wonders why nothing can ever stay good. Maybe I'm cursed, he thinks, shuddering at the thought. Maybe his infant sister had cursed him, somehow, with her dying breaths. Or maybe it'd been the universe cursing him for such a sin. He doesn't like thinking about that, though, so he picks up his pace and focuses on getting back. He's sure Mal and Phillip will be expecting him back soon.