Memoirs of the Forgotten

[SevereTrinity]

But when the moon rose like a cast colossus out of the water surrounding us, the course of my life was soon to change forever. We had just spent the day out on one of the lakes. A romantic setting, one which will never leave my mind. Returning to our quarters, right at the top of one of the towers in the complex we were staying in, we were set to carry out the traditional way of ending the first night of a honeymoon.

As we lay together underneath the sheets, linked in body and soul, we spoke of our love for each other, how we would never leave each other's sides.

The door burst open.

Smoke filled the room as we struggled out of the bedding. I could hear shouts of angry words and cruel mockery. As I coughed I frantically searched about for my sidearm. Nowhere to be found. A harsh blow to the back of my head. Another. Another.

Darkness. How could such a blissful experience have turned into the harbinger of my downfall?