Thorn of Raven

Victoria's memories flow through swiftly like a river. Faces of those she tortured and killed screams inside of her. A pain that needs to be released, are never remembered again. Wanting to embrace the darkness, where there is no Raven, and no pain and sorrow. Victoria casted a spell on herself, it might take decades to fade. She thought back to when she was mortal. Decade felt like eternity, now, time is nothing more than a breath in the harsh winds. Her heart nearly crumbles when she looks at Alex sleeping peacefully for the first time. His strong jaw, his dark hair, his full lips that warm her whenever they touched her skin. He was the only thing she wished she could take with her, but for the spell to work properly, she had to leave him.