Swirling Memories

  Kelmis knew that she had lost a lot when she lost her memory. Relationships, status, personality. Everything. She'd spent years remaking herself, finding out her skills and flaws, becoming someone that she could be content with.

  She didn’t think that one day it would just flood back to her in one emotional heap. The ceruleanblood was tearing up before she'd even started to realise what was happening. Suddenly remembering everything she had done before that barrier of her mind had been made, before her fourteenth winter... Trying to kill someone for nothing, threatening someone that only wanted to help...

  But now she could remember everything. The scars on her face burned with the sudden realisation of how it happened and who caused them. Her lover. His spear. Malzya. Vrikam. The sides of her face seared, and her memory took her back to the scene of cutting them off herself, sat on that cloudy beach, glaring out towards the water. She remembered realising that she was in the wrong place. Her hive destroyed. Her lusus dead. She can’t breathe, she couldn't breathe! She remembered the pages she ripped out of the journal in a bloodthirsty rage. Amnesia. Fate. Mental. Tainted.

  The troll fell to the ground where she stood, at the base of a hollow tree that she had been ‘living’, holding her head as she started to lose track, her mind just a flurry of pictures and words and… Laughter. Kelmis had known she had been there for a while, but this is the first time she'd ever heard her.

  It didn’t matter right now.

  She just wanted everything to stop, as her eyes closed and she passed out against the cold dirt.

  Her last name... her name was... Kelmis... Ochita.