http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... parrow.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> --- He'd wanted to be alone once. For a long time, really--he'd been a loner for a few years, at least as far as he knew. Jefferson didn't know how long he was Maluki after he'd run off from Clouded Tears, nor what nonsense he'd gotten into or who he'd met. Memories like that weren't even a blur, just a gap or a hidden under a sheet of black. It had all been completely cut out of his mind; there were no sudden flashbacks, no sudden revelations, no sudden influx of all kinds of unknown memories. As a loner, he had only thought about it from time to time. He'd lived only for himself then, making his way from place to place and seeing nothing more to life than that alone. Surviving was an everyday task when starvation and creatures from the past he couldn't remember came seeking him out for a clouded revenge that never came; they would attack him, and he'd black out and awake later to something much more gruesome than before. He'd never been able to explain that... he'd never thought much about it.
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