Scarheart76

Memories Pain. His world was pain. Pain remembered. Pain felt. The surge of the past roared into his mind like a vast unstoppable wave. A voice called to him, but was swept away as he stood in the center of...something. Where was he? Why could he not remember nothing more than the past? So many faces passed before him; pony, dragon, griffon, camel, and many others. Male. Female. Young. Old. They came to him, went through him, screamed silently at him. It was their pain, their agony. The fear in the air was thick and heavy, the scent of burnt flesh seared itself into his nostrils. The past surrounded him with those countless faces.The voic...