Revisiting the past.
17 years have passed since I was labeled psychotic and dangerous. The town drove me from my home and warned me never to return. Some people fear those who are different. We attack what we fear and drive it from us. I thought he loved me. I thought I’d share my secret with him, but No. He brought his friends and wrapped me in chains of silver and threw me in the river to drown. Now all that is left is the broken walls and dreams of my past.
Now I haunt the outskirts of town a lonely wolf howling in the night.