Otter Creek Its not going in, i'm not your disciple

Anselm had woken up and Etienne had to remove himself for a minute. On shaky legs he headed towards the outskirts of where they were staying.

He had done okay, he had saved him at least for now and that was enough. It was enough.

He collapsed a little and lay there eyes to the sky just thankful. They had a long road ahead, but he woke up.