Malorn Cottrell woke up with two names on his mind: Kyro and Riven Destan. He had no idea who these people were, or why he was in a hospital room, but he got out of bed and began wandering.
For years, Frank had been wondering how he would die, constantly asking himself when it would be, how it would happen, and if there would be anyone around to care. Trapped within the haze of a daydream, he finds himself a witness of his own funeral. There, he receives one answer to his question- a boy, sat grief-stricken at his headstone.