Then bending shadows encased him in an embrace so tender, yet so cold and so DEMANDING. So insistent. You WILL love me, you will walk my roads, and you will feel at home.
He did.
(Edited. 5/6/12)
(More ramblewriting. Trying to break my writer's block.)
Filorian's actions begin to repeat themselves.
(Ramble writing)
An overview and reflection of Filorian's past.