Bramblepoint Darjeeling Express

"Bronco fought like a hero and died like one too. That's, what will be passed on to the next generations, when the legend about him will be created and told," Dwin said, realizing that her uncle's passing had had a more profound effect on her than she had wanted to admit. "And there will be not a peep about him suffering a lot of pain from those cuts the hellcat made or, how the disease took over his body and eventually took him away. No one will speak of the anguish of the widow and the sorrow of the children that he left behind. The emphasis will be about him saving two kids gone astray from a monster and, how heroic it all had been and yada, yada..." she felt anger brewing inside her, as she said this. 

"And no one will really want to know, if there had been a choice for him... knowing, how all of this would end, would he still have wanted to become a hero? Was it worth to lose his whole family and life in order to become... go in the history as a hero?" she had asked a similar question to Teya about loving Bronco too much. Neither great love, nor becoming a hero and saving the world seemed like great options. Boring was safe and better and her father was a living proof of that. He was still alive, while so many others had perished already. "But you do not tell these stories. Because they do not fit the narrative about the good beating evil and living happily ever after," she said.