Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20171117112459/@comment-3293219-20171118004549

"My Golden Saint." Zak whispered, with a faint smile.

"I remember, like how I felt. It feels alien but... everything felt like it ws never going to end. Not in a good way either, I wanted it to and stopped feeling like I could stick it out. I couldn't run from it or fight it, it was just... always there."