Wound 1

Galant slowly ascended the stairs imagining if only he was Arghi who could only remember what the shape of the stairs he was climbing now looked like, fingering the handrail by focusing only on his skin which was stuck to the cold surface. This was very troublesome for Galant who at first never thought about small things like this. He took a deep breath and exhaled roughly, as he still smelled the fragrance of Arghi wafting along his way to Galant's room. This seemed to have filled the house so well that Galant could feel the throbbing in his groin that seemed to never subside.

Did Arghi himself not realize what he had done to Galant to make Galant's knees go weak? When Galant reached his door, he carefully opened the door to find Galant's room as he had left a while ago looking the same and not changing at all.