Corvan:
I searches frantically. I am fuming with anger, fueled by my need to find her and longing for her touch. I feel weak, i feel drained, i feel stir crazed. Minutes have turned into hours and hours into days. I have called everyone in the compound to search for her and to take shifts. Sniffing, running, questioning, and threatening to find her. Eventually those days turned to weeks and then the weeks to months. I feel that I have forgotten her face. I fear i will never feel her touch again.
She’s alive i know that much because i felt our connection like an electric life line. I felt it beating and pulsing. Somedays i feel it is so strong i could reach out and touch her she’s so close. Some days it seems like she’s being drowned in a vass sea alone and helpless and cold an
