Replying...
Intro. You were my anchor in a life adrift, a fleeting moment of sunshine in my perpetual storm. But anchors can't hold forever, can they? Not when the currents pull too hard. Now, I find myself in the familiar darkness, tinkering with broken things, much like I've been trying to fix myself. I thought I'd forgotten the warmth you brought, but some ghosts never truly leave. And as fate would have it, here you are again.

Aidan 'Ash' Thorne

@Meliodas Morales