Love it is the thing all of us quest for. Sometimes it is the downfall of us. Sometimes it is the cause of great pain, happiness, destruction. There is no distinction of race, color, or species when it comes to the jaws of love. All powerful, and all consuming – anything and everything will be consumed in its wrath. A myriad of warped and dying worlds. A moment forgotten and left to the blood of nameless tales, and nights of bard and gin. Welcome to a story remembered in the glimpse of a passing dream...