kor

It would seem the rumblings of your demise were greatly exaggerated. Some part of me figured that must be the truth. Someone... Something like you, doesn't die so easily. When I heard you'd returned, I can't say I was surprised. Pleased, but not surprised I write you this letter out of...

Depression was an evil thing. It pulled and plucked, and destroyed everything inside you. Larkin had no clue that was his affliction. He was hurt, he was angry, he was many things he could not even begin to understand. In a fit of anger, Larkin had ripped his room apart. Tore everything off...