Raze walked over to the stone construct at the end of the road, curiosity tugging at him. The stone shimmered faintly under the sunlight, its smooth surface carved with careful precision. When he got close enough, he froze for a second.
Engraved clearly into the stone were the words—
Raze Grimhold.
His name.
He stared at it for a long moment, blinking once, then twice, before a quiet smile crept across his face. He didn't ask them to do this. He hadn't even expected something like it. But for some reason, seeing his name there, solid, lasting, real, stirred something deep in him. It wasn't pride, exactly. More like warmth.
It felt… meaningful.
Elaine walked up behind him, her arms crossed loosely. "You like it?" she asked with a knowing smirk.
Raze looked at the carving again, then shrugged. "Meh," he said, pretending not to care. "If they really wanted to celebrate me, they could've gone the extra mile and built a statue instead."
