Ankyra Sound Πως θες να αρχίσω;

Your anchor. He liked that, though Panacea couldn't quite imagine anything ever tying him down. He'd never known that kind of peace, in this life or the last.

The green-eyed stranger wanted his name, and he hesitated at that. A false name lingered on the tip of his tongue, but after a moment, he found himself saying, No one, really. My name is Panacea, — and he realized that he couldn't recall the last time he'd told someone his true name, the one he'd been given at birth. You?