Our story didn't begin with an inexplicable heat or an immediate connection, and it rarely evolved into anything involving grand gestures or frenzied passion. It was built slowly upon quiet touches and stolen glances. RL x OC.

From the rubble, I built myself back up, gathered my bones, and shed my old skin. I set my sights on the distant horizon and carved a path without him. But when the green fires were rekindled, he was once again by my side – always watching, always waiting, always mine. Final installment of the "Of Wolves and Men" trilogy and sequel to "Of Men and War." RL x OC.

In the battles, we lost ourselves. In the quiet moments, we reaffirmed our existences in each other. When the smoke cleared, I was a ghost, and when he was gone, I didn't know who I was anymore. Sequel to "Of Wolves and Men." RL x OC.