~ Over nine months since Kasyn left ~
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I sat on the floor of my closet with the binder I made in my hands. It's the middle of the night and everyone is asleep. Which means that I'm up to no good.
It's not my fault really. I'm not doing anything that bad anyway. I just... needed to do something.
I could no longer sit by and let the loss of my mate eat away at me. I couldn't keep losing control of myself. I wasn't allowed on missions because of my slowed healing. I'm barely even allowed to train right now. I needed something to ground me so I didn't totally lose it.
Which left me with nothing. Literally nothing. At least when Kasyn left the first time, I could throw myself into a mission. It was difficult at first, but it was
