finish, Brigham ran over to her and embraced her tighter than he had ever done before. He never wanted to lose her again. She embraced him with the same intensity. “Don’t worry Akira, I’m here now… I’m here. “ She jerked back and stared him straight in the eyes. The tears had stopped for the time being. Brigham was confused, “What’s wro…” “Don’t speak.” Brigham looked shocked. “This may sound selfish, but I have to get it off my chest. I didn’t get any sleep because all night because I dreamt that you were never coming back. I know you did it for Anthony and I’m forever grateful to you for saving him, but I can’t take you leaving after I just fall in love with you.” Brigham smiled, she loves me! “Just please,” the tears began to fall from her eyes again, “please don’t ever leave me again!” He hugged her even tighter as she cried into his fur. “Don’t worry Akira, I wont ever leave you again, I promise.”

            The sun began to set behind the mountains. But from the cliff, the sun shown majestically over the landscape. They walked to the edge of the cliff and watched the sun set. Brigham turned to Akira and smiled, they kissed passionately. When they parted Brigham spoke, “You know we should head back to town, they are probably wondering where their hero is.” She jokingly pushed him, “Well wonderdog, how bout we wait till after the sunset?” He kissed her one more time and they both turned to face the sunset. The sky was a splendid mix of purple, orange and blue. And as the sun fell behind the mountains, the Northern lights could be faintly seen in the distance. They sat and watched the spectacle together.

            Together they were inseparable, and even through the darkest of times, the light came through. When there was no hope, it abounded, and even when there was disunion, all were brought together to fulfill one outcasts destiny. His destiny, one that would test the very power of his will and soul, one that would connect different worlds, would be fulfilled. But his destiny was not only to make him great, but for the one who made him, to be great. For the one who had planned everything out, down to the flow of a river that would carry him away, to be recognized. They watched the sun set, but this would not be last one they saw. As Brigham’s story ends, so does another one begin, the story of the rest of their lives.