Surprise! Set with I always. R&R, I don't own Storm Hawks, don't like, don't read, enjoy!!!
'flashback thoughts'
"flashback talking"
EDITED: I didn't like how it went the first time. Little editing, makes sense now...to me at least. meh.
Who are you?
I don't know, yet you seem so familiar. I try and fail to recall you. I keep drawing up a blank.
Who are you?
You name, nickname, or something I used to call you, is on the tip of my tongue, out of reach, yet so close.
Who are you?
You remind me of someone. Were you a passing stranger in that I saw while I was a slave in Terra Saharr? No, you weren't. I feel as though you are a specific piece of my past, before Hamden, before the fall. Someone I…who… you…love…a word, it's-…no…it's…un-it's gone. Again.
Who are you?
Who are you? Why are you so familiar? Why do I feel like I know you? You know me, don't you? I swear you do. I see it in your eyes; so don't even try to lie with me. Why don't you tell me? Why can't you tell me who I was?
Who are you?
'Who are you?' Those eyes harden again.
"Do you know who I am?" A voice demanding respect.
"No. I don't know who you are." Another voice, telling the simple truth.
'Though I feel like I'm supposed to. I'm supposed to, and it's very, very, important not to forget who you are.'
But I did forget. Because I fell. And now I can't remember practically anything of my past before I was sold in Terra Saharr.
All I know is…you're important to me, though I don't know why.
Who are you…Dark Ace?
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