He asked me, "Daedalus...? Why are you crying...?"
"Why do you weep...?"

*All I could do was laugh, and smile, as I stuttered behind a weak heart. *

"How could I not...?"

"What father wouldn't weep, for his son who had been through a soul-tearing trial?"

"What father wouldn't weep, when he thought all he ever cared about was forever lost?"

"What father wouldn't weep..."
"...For a son, he never believed he'd be able to protect and nurture again.

"... For a son, he is endlessly proud of."

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