My eyes pierced the sky above me. Nothing but a solemn stagnant gray stared back. I kept repeating the word in my head. Rain. I tried to remember. Nothing. Just empty memories of the person I once was. I turned my attention to my hands as I put them out in front of me. I watched as the water splashed against them, rolling down my fingers into my palm. My hands turned to fists as Balthazar, my ghost, looked on with concern. My eyes closed, my head falling into my hands. My usually stoic metal features contorted in anger. The water continued to pour from the sky. I wished so dearly that I could feel the rain cascading down my skin one last time.
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The Journal of Sâbyr-13
FanfictionThis is a collection of stories depicting my main character from Destiny, the exo warlock Sabyr-13, and her interactions with different characters and events in the story of the game and in my own headcannon. These are depictions of events that take...
