John GB

"Come on, come on let this be the one that'll save her," Dr. Xin Reen whispered anxiously to the darkness. On the holo-screen before him, the last few bits of the progress bar filled in. A scene he'd watched more times than he could count. Was that the 170th attempt or the 212th? A few weeks earlier, his brother Junsen the last of his colleagues, finally called it quits, and joined the rest of the nation in bemoaning the coming death of the Matriarch. She'd watched over the country for over two millennia. And though she never ruled it, her influence on its history was near that of a goddess. Yet, despite being viewed as such by many, she was but a High Elf, incredibly long-lived, but still mortal. And as is the fate of all mortals, she was nearing her end. Yet even in the face of the numerous failures, Xin could not compel himself to give up trying to preserve the woman, for his connection with her went beyond that of others. "She's my mother, I can't just let her go."