He stood outside the home that he once shared with Alora. The hospital released him after a few days and he was assured by Bazni that his place was still kept up for him. The only problem was, that he didn’t want to stay there anymore. He couldn’t fathom being there anymore.
That place held memories of Alora Crescent. Memories that while were partially nice in recollection, were more dysfunctional than anything. Even worse than that, he didn’t feel whole whenever he was there. He just couldn’t imagine living there at this point in his life.
With a sigh, Falcon went into the parking lot to find his car. He left it when he followed Alora into the world of banishment.
When he finally found it, he opened the door, remembering that he left his key inside before he left so t
