~Amolet

　　Everything is still and peaceful for a long moment.

　　"This is Greed's mate?"

　　"Apparently."

　　Feeling slowly crawls back into my limbs. I can feel myself laying down, the softness of a bed beneath me. My mind is buzzing, trying to sort through a haze of fog, my memories stolen from me. And yet I don't feel any pain. The feeling is nearly euphoric, as if I'm floating, nothing able to touch me, to get to me.

　　"Look, no one said Fate has the best taste."

　　Someone is talking from a distance, perhaps in a room next to the one I'm lying in. I would open my eyes, but I...