A little confused I look at the sword in my hands. I don’t remember grabbing it or taking it or having those intentions at all.
I see Tristan making his way to me with the same confused look on his face. But I also see something else. Worries, proud, anger, ..? I can’t figger it out. I feel like I’m loosing something off myself, like I’m not always there but then again I am. I feel so confused. This has never happened to me, I always kept it together, always kept as focused as possible.
When those cuffs were removed I felt reborn, like I could taste the air and see the wind but now I feel like .. like.. like a person who was high on the wrong herbs for too long and is slowly loosing grip on reality. I know I’ve been drowning in my thoughts again when I suddenly feel a big, warm hand ov
