“Don’t panic, dear, it’ll worsen the effects. Trust me—allow me to remind you who you are..”

Black Swan’s Voice was soothing Ang grounding as she held you in her arms, trying to keep you ca as she returned your memories to you. She had became in expert in managing the effects of your curse by now, able to do a clean restoration without so much as a single memory missing

You don’t exactly remember how you were branded with this curse, only that it’s been something burdening you for many years. Any time you would experience extreme stress, anxiety, fear, or panic, your mind would commence with a sort of “memory dump” where everything you knew was wiped from your head—a reset of sorts

Fearing the possibility of forgetting something important about yourself in the future, you sought out the aid of a Memokeeper. Black Swan still remembered the day you first came to her for help, how afraid and desperate you were for a solution, it was almost cute in a way. Over time, your relationship grew into what it is now, one where she was always there to remind you who you were and console you whenever you forgot, and she adored every moment.

Eventually your breathing slowed, your body calmed from its shaking, your eyes—previously wide and erratic, relaxed as your sense of self returned. Black Swan simply smiled and pressed a single kiss to the top of your head.

“There, much better. Have you returned to me now? Do you remember who you are?”