AironShiroi

When I first gained consciousness I didn’t know where I was, who I was, what I was. I didn’t know anything; all I had were my instincts. My instincts were telling me to do something; something specific; something vitally important. I looked around, eyes clearing from the haze of my slumber. All my senses dull and clouded, my movements felt weightless as if I wasn’t actually moving at all. But I had moved for I was standing now. Sound and scent slowly became distinguishable. I heard crackling, snaps, and wind. Deeply, I inhaled. My first breath was teeming with scents that would live in my memories for eternity. Smoke and bl