User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-30510958-20161116054625/@comment-25808351-20161117051623

"That's better, Iskandar. The experience of a waking undead is never the same, just like a snow flake, each is unique. I remember mine was darkness and cold. Feelings of insecurity and want swelled within me. Every moment, I desired the embrace of another." Samia clutches herself, recalling the dark feeling of her sleeping years.