CelticHero37
The Druid
After looking like an idiot running around trying to get the attention of the military, Aedon skulked back toward the refugee sector. Wasn't it the military's job to help the refugees? Apparently not.
Aedon was no longer sure where he was. The depression had gripped him again. A shadow loomed over his mind. Yet, it was a real shadow. Aedon looked up curiously as an image of his sister, Anna, flashed in his head. "A-Anna? Is that you?"
He angrily punched the wall of a building near him as he realized he was staring at an empty suit of armor on a roof top. He was going delusional. Would he ever find his sister? A friend?
Aedon was no longer sure where he was. The depression had gripped him again. A shadow loomed over his mind. Yet, it was a real shadow. Aedon looked up curiously as an image of his sister, Anna, flashed in his head. "A-Anna? Is that you?"
He angrily punched the wall of a building near him as he realized he was staring at an empty suit of armor on a roof top. He was going delusional. Would he ever find his sister? A friend?