Bear My Heart

I never did anything to Sayran’s heart. If anything, she did something to mine! I was simply existing, enjoying the solitude and stillness of my home. I was content in my hut far up on Gods Mountain. I wandered among the Old Gods and listened to stars sing.

Then, Sayran showed up, rippling through my silence with her quiet voice. She made the sun brighter with her smile. She warmed my home with her mere presences. She changed everything without changing anything.

I almost killed her with my claws.

Now I’m not sure I can live without her.