So today I learned that I can resurrect a motherfucking dragon... which... is not exactly a helpful thing to discover after the fact. I can't actually think of a reason anyone would want to resurrect a dragon.
I want to blame Adele, because she looked at me like I was some kind of god. Because she believes in me, the way Alonso believes in me, the way nobody has ever really believed in me before. Because I want to blame anybody other than myself. But the truth is, I wanted to heal them. I wanted more than anything to undo the damage that had been done. I didn't need Adele or anyone to convince me that I should use this power to resurrect a few more dead people.
But apparently I don't have the ability to dial this power down to any kind of precise level. This power is immense, and I'm in way over my head.
We are lucky to have survived. I worry that some people (*cough* Muse *cough*) will want to track it down, fight it again. I don't know if I have the strength. For whatever reason, I have this power... but I don't know if I'm strong enough to wield it.