p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Kaladin smells burning flesh, his OWN burning flesh./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"The agony was not as pressing as the guilt though. Kaladin damned them all. Actually emdamned/em them. Now, they have to suffer with him, suffer for his fault./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"The wretch threatens to overwhelm him./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"No more moping. He'd warned himself twice./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"JUST. FIGHT. ON./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Someone has to step up and do what is right, son. Because it is right./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Well, in order to do that, Kaladin will fight./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"No give up. Not ever again./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"At first, Kaladin tried to avert the hooks and the fire. Dodge them, escape them. It was pointless. Instead, he just kept screaming./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"A scream that is his sign of resistant. The only sound in the dark, agonising pit of Damnation. The only reminder that Kaladin himself still exist. That he still fights. He screamed on./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"Somewhere a familiar scream rose to accompany his own./p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;" /p
p style="font-family: -webkit-standard;"And the Damnation itself seems to brighten up./p