Soren paused for a moment, staring at the rectangular object as his hands gingerly closed around it, as if he was almost unable to believe that it was real. He pulled it back, cradling it in his fingers before tearing open the packaging. It didn't smell too good, but with the state Soren was in, he ...

((Soren Rosendahl continued from Or Te! )) Soren’s zombie-like shuffle came to an abrupt stop as the edge of the ravine entered his vision. How long had he been walking? It felt like weeks since he had left behind Tessa’s shattered body, since he ran away from yet someone else who he had failed to s...