“If you forget her, I’ll give her back.”
He spoke the terms of an agreement he knew you could not hold up your end of, but what would you be if you didn’t try, for her? If you did not try to carefully discard each memory for the sake of the woman you love, what kind of pathetic creature would you be?
Content warning: death, mourning, and memory loss
content warnings: major character death and drowning
“When the young man ran away from his mother’s plantation, he delved deep, deep underground. He wasn’t accustomed to physical labor like this, but with the directions he’d been given by the witch, he would make his way to the only place no one could ever find him.”
content warning: death mention
Content warnings: n/a
This is a stand-alone story that has no relation to any of my other work.