“So... Asher’s family was part of the contingent that was going to benefit but he didn’t like what he saw in my grandfather, thought there was something fucking fishy about the whole thing and turned on his family. He somehow dragged me out of there and found this guy.. I don’t know who he was, he had long black hair and seemed to be some sort of weird happy hermit. Anyway, the mountain man, by some fucking miracle was able to fix some of it and even helped me reduce the pain I was experiencing from my first transition. We were there for two months. I don’t know if I was just traumatized or really felt something but it didn’t seem to take very long for Asher and I to get better acquainted.
Once this happened though our savior, the wild man, said it was time to return home. That things had settled down and somehow he threw us both presumably to our families just suddenly through space time. I don’t know who the fuck that guy was but he clearly knew his shit.
As a result of all this though Asher ended up exiled for ten years so we reconnected later but.. my dad was sorta mortified and made arrangements to have him returned to his family early. I think he may have bribed several people and his dad was pretty damn grateful but I was devastated. There was more to that story but.. I.. well I can’t. It’s just not a good idea to air it out publically.
Anyway.. the void is trying to take my brain again. Asher suggested I force another transition to try to correct it or try to find our mountain man friend but I’m not really in the position to do either of those things until the baby comes.”