WARNING : This chapter has contents that may not be suitable for audiences from 13 and below. Read at your own risk. Thank you so much Ravens!
* Flash back when Farah was young *
— Farah's Point of View —
I was walking through the woods, holding nothing but a long stick I pulled from a tree. I was pulling it while I was heading through the river. It has been my thing to go near the water, its sound calms me, it makes me feel safe, it makes me happy.
The moment I reached the place, I was welcomed by the soft whisper of the river, along with the sound of the dancing trees. I was about to sit beside the river and let my feet play against the water when I heard a man's voice behind me. "Farah."
