This story is dedicated to the Fp-author Alera Van Hexis, who through her e-mails, I've gotten closer to getting rid of bad memories in my past. As well as my best friend, Torstein, who has been there for me all my life and helped me when it's needed.
I'm sorry for not starting on a new story, guys; but it feels like writing Call My Name drained me of ideas for awhile, sorry.
Hope you'll like this new one! As usual, I'm always open for critics. I trust Fictionpress so much that I don't see it as a typical Flamer's site, so I don't expect that, nor am I really worried.
The Reverse Edge Blade