"His Side of the Story: Beginning" by silent_snow This was, Frank thought, a strange world indeed. Creatures- bright creatures, colorful creatures- roamed through this healthy young world without a care. One or two of them noticed him, their sharp young eyes spotting him through the foliage he stood behind, but they exhibited no fear or suspicion at all. This was still an innocent world, then...
Lost Memories: Part Two "I won't be here next time you come to see me. Why don't you understand that I don't want anything to do with you, or your herd?"