Chapter Eleven
“We see you, though you may not want us to, and though you may attempt to hide. We know you, even if you don’t want to know us. We created you, even though you do not see us as your creator. We love you, even when you toss that love aside as though it were nothing more than a trinket you no longer need. There is nothing that you could do that will ever take you so far from us that we can’t welcome you back.” ~The Forest Lords
Lorsan burst back into his office, gasping. Damn that Tarron and little disappearing act. The casino’s final stores of Rapture had finally been exhausted, and the humans were not coping well. The worst of those that had been completely enslaved were now going through terrible withdrawals, and Lorsan had nothing with which to appease them. The riots ha
