[Dixonok]

From the Shadowmire, A dullahan watches. Towering above all, standing on top of one of the trees.
I..The Mire feels empty. Will thee hear me, Mother? 
Only silence...
This..is weird....What is this..?
The gauntlets scratches against the chestplate. What is this..?
Weird..feeling..Loneliness...?
No..it is..impossible..I can't feel naught but..hate? Anger?
Why.....do I miss them..?
I avenged some...So..why?

The silence grows, the Dullahan skull looks around. Searching for them...for their souls.
I...
...
..
Why am I still here?

The Bastion..The King jumps down and hits the ground silently, the skull locks back onto the Mire as he walks back. So many questions left unanswered. So many thoughts within his soul. 
So much time..without hearing the voice of Nyx again. Is he even doing the right thing?