I sat down and felt the need to tell a story, of two lovers doomed to be torn apart... so naturally, I chose Geia and Alasta. Alasta of Perrin, an lovely, optimistic young Elf from Perrin and Geia, the Mercenary of unmentioned backgrounds, fall into a rather clumsy love. What's to be done when omnicient forces tear them apart? Sometimes, I sit down and think about strange things... among them, the worst form of torture always seems to come up. This image is what I think is the worst of them all.. being kept in front of the one you love, yet being held back mere inches away; never being able to touch them, hold them, only watch as they cry in their sorrow..