I stir again and blink a few times before fully waking. We're under some sort of shelter, Niall holding me close as I lean against him. Rain slowly falls from the sky.
"How long was I asleep?" I ask, not wanting to move.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. — Uncle Iroh