Abel - Past The Storm

I was dreaming.

It was one of those dreams where nothing happens. One of those dreams you feel your legs can't touch the ground. You feel as though you're drifting in space, not recalling anything. Not seeing, nor feeling anything but a fire in your side.

And then you hear voices. They sound so far away, bold, spoken words that sound like the faintest whispers. And then you're falling from space. And then you catch glimpses of the incidents that led to you having that terrible burn in your side.

And then you make out one of the voices talking to belong to the only woman you had ever loved.