[Herz's frustration was slowly reaching its boiling point. He just didn't know what to do. Not with Link, not with Tan. He couldn't seem to solve one problem with the boy before another would rear its ugly head. He just wanted him to be happy...

And he personally hated feeling this desperate and...useless.  Even when he found ways to take his mind ( Read more... )

[Just another Sunday evening at Sergei's, if you don't pay too much attention. Herz's music is playing, but at first glance, it may be hard to spot him. Oh, sure, he's there, reading a book as he waits for someone to talk with or cook for, his favorite Golden Oldie's CD filling the room with the Beach Boys, it's just...he's just a little different ( Read more... )