Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190217225119

A feeling he bore long before the advent of his tormenting spectator, once more returned in force. The somber tone taken in this night had much less of an hold on the young man. His somber vision burned away, replaced with a nascent self of fulfilment.

Looking at his hand, the brief confusion as to this 'second wind' shapes to a stronger promise, one seeing him raise it with a small breath of lightning "Then I will come back. I will come back, with my life still embedded within me. I won't allow it to kill me".