Rogan
By the time I woke, it was completely dark out and the moon was bright in the sky, and my head was throbbing. Shock filled me when I blinked a few times and realized that I was lying in my mortal form.
The pressure in my head and in my chest were dull aches, but I had no idea what time or even what day it was. I reached out for Zane, but the most that I got out of him was a soft flutter in the far reaches of my mind.
Damn these fucking Gods and their endless favor of their chosen. Must be nice to have someone there to exact revenge on your behalf even when you no longer exist in the mortal plane.
With my body aching as much as it was right now, I chose to move slowly and take my time. If I didn't have access to Zane still regardless of how much time I have been here, then I needed to conserve what strength I have.
