He was already three parts cut, and was energetically pumping the hands of anybody who came over to congratulate him, Simon and I were sitting either ...ide of him and he must have shook our hands at least a dozen times. I was really pleased for him, Josh, and I had been mates since junior school although we had drifted apart the last few years as our interests diverged. He only really had two interests in life his abiding love of fishing and his new romance with journalism. I was also glad that. The life that we shared was very satisfying and really laid back.It was Sunday, some few weeks after he decided to prolong his residence in my country. I went for an early service in my nearest church. Business as usual, or so I thought, until I saw Sara, the mother of my ex boyfriend and first big love, Leon. She was a good Christian woman, very dedicated to God, and also very hurt by the fact that her son was gay. She never really liked me, maybe because she couldn’t accept her sons. I stepped into the crater, and the sunlight was shining from the wounded canopy above. It was as quiet as it was at the edge of the forest, save for this constant, low hum coming from nearby. A quick glance showed me where the sound came from. It was also the source of the bright, pulsing glow.Resting in the roots of a toppled tree was a crystal, bright and beautiful. It reminded me of a Dawn Stone, with its blue outer core and its luminescent, white center that looked large enough to be an. I wanted to kill whatever it was." That sounds like the berserker rage," Caleb nodded his head, "I've seen that happen on the battle field, completely out of control attack, no thought to defense. You just keep going till you die, or the rage burns out." But that's just the thing," Aaron countered. "I wasn't like that at all. Sure, I felt the rage, but my mind was focused, I was scanning, looking for the source, calculating attacks, escape routes, everything. And my body went into attack mode..