Thunder RollsUpdated at Aug 30, 2020, 22:00
Pain is all I can remember. It's all consuming. Pain... and eyes the color of fresh cut grass and the smell of sandalwood and honey. Then... darkness.
That's all I remember about my past. The last 19 years are fogged by pain and... him.
My rescuer. My hero. My mate.
But where did he go? What happened to him? What happened to me?