The Thorn in His Throat

 Sian woke up to a burning emptiness and pain that pressed against his heart. The world beyond him was insipid, the morning sunlight filtering through the curtains achingly bright compared to the crushing dark raging inside of him. He placed his hand on his chest, the tumultuous beat of his heart thrashing as though trying to erupt out of the emptiness encompassing him.

A huge sigh escaped his mouth, a resignation and longing sound. The burden of what was left unspoken and lost pressed down on him, making every breath a struggle. Memories flashed before his eyes, painful and poignant.