Lost and Found
Has anyone ever set off a nuclear bomb in your head? Not true radiation, but an event so devastating the trauma of it sends you hurtling into an abyss of your own existence? The universe no longer works by the same rules, everything is more dangerous than it ever was and the harder you run the further you end up from where you want to be, your healing. My name is Karillian. I had a life, a tragedy, a dead lover and family and then a new one. I remade a life worth living. But this event shattered my brain and my reality was quickly slipping through my fingers. And, and. And I disappeared. I told nothing and no one, obtained a black market personal vessel with no tags or registration and found an uninhabited place to rest. To those few I loved, I am sorry. But I have returned to face your judgement. I was lost, but now, I promise you, I am found.