SolTerSortna

That day Thalassa had forgotten her staff at the dojo, and Dof had taken off after her to return it. She had gotten a good lead on him, but he was an excellent runner. As he rounded the corner to catch up to Thalassa, he saw the purple cloaked person standing above her unconscious and bound form, and the smashed glass necklace. His hands clutched the staff, memories flooding his vision from that day two years ago. ---------------- Dof had been excited to be outside that day. He often joined his father, Vincent, in town, since his mother had died when he was born, and no one was at home to watch the young Dof as his father did errands. Days...