Twenty hours.... That's how long it took me to repair what a three second bomb could do. God.... When will the world see that fighting and killing isn't the way?
I heal, I took an oath. Yet, when I see how destructive a man can be, I question my oath, I question the world, I even question its sanity. Is this the only way? Surely we can see beyond the hate.
No matter. Tomorrow I'll still be here repairing the broken, because, simply, I believe in my oath more than I do the world. ‘Do no Harm'.
Fin