[h2][color=red]S A B L E[/color][/h2] [URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DB-M5o0kLEI]F R A I L  T R U T H S[/url]
	
	He could feel the blistering heat in his room, small portions of his apartment--mostly the drywall and wallpaper--was beginning to smoke and blacken. The entire room felt like a sauna with freshly dowsed, red hot stones. For a week he battled the vision with his recent past. The kindness he felt, the love that was given to him... the fond memories of his... friends. But that would all change somewhere down the line. Sometime in the future, they would turn against him and he would be pitting his life against them. Charred bodies had surrounded the burning mound he stood on in that vision and even still, more of his so-called friends were trying to- 

	A soft crackling came to a hush as he ripped himself from those thoughts. Standing up, he held the still newborn exceed in a cloth on his back--it was wrapped around his chest like baby bag--as it slept. One thing was for sure, this little [i]thing[/i] had not betrayed him. If anything, it was backing up from the safety of the sky, though she appeared much taller than the frail infant that resided with him now. He let out a tsk as he tossed the porcelain tails of his scarf over his shoulders and trailed out his clean, albeit smothering, room. 

	Making his way to Vyper Bolt. He strolled over to Cyn, who had also not been among those betraying him and with a strain on his lips, which quivered with sadness, sat down across from her. He fixed a frown on his face. "I'm outta here. Just thought I should tell you. I think I'm going to travel Fiore for awhile, try and clear my head a little."