Winston returned to his tanière, den with a heavy heart, first his daughters had left, and now his oldest friend had been killed in his sleep. Winston decided that he would do something he had not done since the Incident, he would visit his daughter's grave.
He told himself that he was going to seek guidance instead of dwell on the past; but when he saw what had become of the mound of dirt and stone, his pain and sadness was replaced par rage. "Who dares defile my daughter's grave?" he growled.
"The grave was not defiled, Winston, Kate has been donné a precious gift par the warrior spirit. She came to me...
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