Thane Drogos

I stared out at the open ocean.

Our ships beckoned me to chase her. Find her. Bring her back to me again. Evelyn Stanton had wedged herself into the cracks in my walls. She was there. Holding onto me, hooked into the delicate fleshy part of my heart.

Evelyn was the adhesive. Finding a place for herself within me, keeping me together so subtly that I didn’t know she was doing it.

With her gone, I felt everything crack, the ...