Dull's Links
Thanks for the bumping heart and flowing blood- I still hate you though.
An early experiment. I have always amazed myself with the ability to reanimate anyone. Another piece of flesh, more blood- welcome back, and never leave again.
My little anklebiter... I occasionally miss when he would follow me around, looking for direction, in his quiet sort of way. We are not as close as we once were; I believe he has been trying to distance himself from my father and I. I cannot blame him, as much as my heart misses our bond. I am sorry, brother, for what I've done.