Iron and Ashes. He was all that was left. And he was enough. If you like this, I can:
He reached into his leather pouch, pulling out the splintered shard of the Sunstone. It pulsed with a faint, angry heat against his freezing skin. They thought they had broken him. They thought he was just another scavenger waiting to become shadow-meat. Let them.
The Sunstone flared, melting the darkness away.