Ghosts of a Shattered Bond

Kael

A sharp, searing pain rips through my chest, like tearing claws straight into my very heart. My vision blurs completely, the world spinning as I stumble into my chambers and violently slam the door shut behind me.

My knees hit the floor hard, and a low, broken growl escapes me as I clutch my chest, fingers digging desperately at the fabric of my shirt.

I search frantically for a wound, but there is absolutely nothing, no blood, no gash, just a deep, raw ache ...