[ Another swell of that wonderful feeling, but no memories. No focal point of his rushing, discombobulated thoughts or recognition of anything. Just that blank, somewhat concerned look on a lavender face.
He shakes his head with frustration, fingers digging into the skin by the horns as he tries to force anything out. ]
Empty... empty!
[ It's so strange, so frightening and weird. Why can't he remember? ]
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He shakes his head with frustration, fingers digging into the skin by the horns as he tries to force anything out. ]
Empty... empty!
[ It's so strange, so frightening and weird. Why can't he remember? ]