Delila Castillon
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The mourners had all left, the last rites long given and forgotten about.Still, Delila stood in dress blues, honoring her dead half-brother. He had left the Republic not so long ago, who knew he would have died off the battlefield than on it? She wouldn't have expected it to be honest Delila always thought the man would die leading charge to some cause.
The Major had not seen her brother since he left the Republic and now it looked like she would never speak to him again. Taking a deep breath, she rested a small bunch of white lilies on the casket. She paused for a long second, reflecting on the life Davin had led. There was nothing else she could do now.
"I'm sorry Davin. I should have did more for you."
The Major had not seen her brother since he left the Republic and now it looked like she would never speak to him again. Taking a deep breath, she rested a small bunch of white lilies on the casket. She paused for a long second, reflecting on the life Davin had led. There was nothing else she could do now.
"I'm sorry Davin. I should have did more for you."