“Ohh to be human again” Re’Lon thought as he walked in the bitter cold – A cold that he didn’t even feel.
All around him, Re’Lon caught sight of people shivering with cold despite being bundled up and he wished he could feel something (anything), but all he felt was emptiness
To his surprise, Re’Lon felt something bump against him and even more surprisingly he felt the first stirrings of feeling (not of cold, but of warmth).
A tiny waif of a thing glanced up at him nervously, murmuring apologetically
“What is your name” Re’Lon asked formally
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