Yesterday, while listening to Already Gone by Kelly Clarkson, I saw a VERY vivid image of Jojana, the wife of Joshue.
It was so impossibly difficult to fight back the tears of seeing her, the woman who loved this man so much, reassuring him, and encouraging him to go off to fight in the battle against Arancant. She kissed him and wished him farewell, fighting back intense tears. For, you see, she knew that this would be the last moment she would ever see him. She had seen the future, and she knew this would be Joshue's last day.
It was intense.