Andrew J. Peters

The memories were strange clingy things like burrs knotted in his hair. He could choose to let them be, he only felt them when he pulled them, and he could pretend they weren't there like positioning his head on a pillow so as not to notice the lumps against his scalp. But amidst the commotion of the parade__ strange cocoon__e recalled things sharply. He had a part in Dam leaving the palace, and ever since that point, his best friend was headed down a dangerous path.

It all started when Dam went missing.

Find the Seventh Sister,And the girl shall be,Your spiritual guardian,For eternity.