Hushed Willows We all started off as shiny dimes, but we all got flipped too many times

I'll say, he sighed beneath his breath.

There was once a time where the answer came easy.

The following question brought him to silence once more. 

Rivenwood. His voice had left him again as his mind wandered into memories long surpressed. What little he could pick from seemed so distant now.  That's where I was raised.

A correction came quickly. Well, I was born there. Fragments of the past made for a full picture as he scoured through it. A knot tied in his chest just then. And — I— He could hear his heart beating.

Abel shook his head, cleared his throat. I wasn't there long. He hadn't meant to say that aloud.