Winter_Iris

Issac Zaid, a psychiatrist that has risen in popularity over the fact that, whoever enters his clinic, comes out feeling like 'all the negativity of their life was sucked away'. 

No one knows anything about this man, not even his closest friend, Soren Usoro, who has been trying to find out more about his friend by exchanging numbers with his one night stands but they always disappear the day after they were with him. 

It did not help that Issac is sometimes covered in bruises and injuries that looked too severe for him to have survived them or the fact that, under his eyepatch, is nothing but an almost empty socket and something glistening in the darkness.

What could he be hiding? And why is he not dead from his sugar consumption yet? Five whole cakes a day is not a healthy diet! 

"Issac! Put that abomination down!"

"Sorry, did you want some honey-dipped, chocolate-coated strawberry cheesecake with sprinkles, cherries and coconut shavings, Soren? You can have a bite. I am not sharing the whipped cream topping though." 

"I DON'T WANT IT!!!"

Forge of Shadows

'Here is where we used to play.' Araya said, pointing to a clump of dried up bushes. 'Here, mother would read us a story every afternoon. You remember this, right? Bear?'

'Not really.' Royce said, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. 'Sorry.'

'It is no problem.' Araya said brightly. 'I will just have to tell you all over again. Simple. Zadie, you remember this place?'

'I do.' Zadie said, looking fondly at the overrun and dried up shrubs in front of her. 'We would play here often.'

'I am so glad that you remember!' Araya shouted, jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands together. 'And there we would …'

Issac and the others stood behind the two, looking at the desolated place as the twins turned to the man.

'So this was your home, dad.' Emery said, smiling brightly. 'I am sure, with a little cleaning, it will look really pretty.'

Exploring Memories