Draven Rocco

Decan shook his head to put the thoughts behind his head. It was a bitter memory he didn't always want to remember but he could not help it. He could still hear his mother's voice. Calling on him, reminding him that he did not need to be the man he was becoming but it was too late. He remembered when she had said 'Andrew, no matter what happens to you, do not make decisions that you would regret. Do not let bad moments make you a bad person because the moment would pass'. He wished he could take that advice into use but it was already too late. Andrew was dead. Decan lived now. Decan shook his head to put the thoughts behind his head. It was a bitter memory he didn't always want to remember but he could not help it. He could still hear his mother's voice. Calling on him, reminding him that he did not need to be the man he was becoming but it was too late. He remembered when she had said 'Andrew, no matter what happens to you, do not make decisions that you would regret. Do not let bad moments make you a bad person because the moment would pass'. He wished he could take that advice into use but it was already too late. Andrew was dead. Decan lived now.