| I'm not the female I used to be, that's for sure. I used to be kind. I used to care. I used to bend over backwards for anyone and anything without expecting anything in return. Basically I was the floor everyone walked on. Not anymore. All that changed when the Kalhar attacked. My future mate, Jekar, took off, never to return, even when the Kalhar attacked Syrene. I was captured, tortured, and then...the Kalhar took my son. Somehow, I survived and became a murderer all at the same time. Every one of them died, but even after four cycles I haven't found my son. But I will, he is the one thing that keeps me going, knowing he's out there, waiting for me to rescue him. And I will use these new powers, evil as they are, to find him. Now instead of being the one others walk over, I'm the one they fear. The Taleck are cautious around me, guarding their words, their actions. The Kalhar don't even know my name, but fear me even more than my supposed friends and family. Personally I like it that way. It's easier, safer. No more pleasing others, no more following others' expectations. Instead I do whatever I want to do, when I want. Everyone else can go to Zurian. After all, why should I be loyal to them, care about them? Especially since they never cared about me. |

