He wished suddenly that the ring hadn’t been the Horcrux they had struggled to find. At least when he had walked to his death the first time, he had had the resurrection stone to surround him with the dead who had loved him and waited to great him on the other side. Now though, not only did he walk alone, but he wasn’t sure who would be there to greet him when he died. Not his children. They had never been born, and not even death could reunite them.