Hoshor Plains The devil has my ear today

The beast stared at the other man for a few seconds, unblinking and unsure if he had really heard him correctly. Did he just call him...baby son? What? he asked, confusion and irritation flashing through his eyes. What did you just call me? He could feel the darkness--its dark tendrils snaking their way from the dark recesses of his mind where he tried to keep it smothered. But anytime he was faced with what he couldn't remember, he could feel his control slipping, letting the evil leak out to sit on his shoulder and tell him all the wrong ways to deal with the devastating need to remember who he was and why he was like this. He drew in a few deep breaths, fighting the urge to snarl at the stranger claiming to be something Midar couldn't even bring himself to think right now.