Marlena Marie

266 Days Until Memories Remain and The Uncertain End (part 1)

Zeydar held his staff out. He had many, but this was his favorite one. It was a thin rod a bit less than his height and just ever so heavy. Silver and black, designed to look like a branch of a tree. He held it and spun it with one hand not caring for the practice. The worst part of coming down from a Sweet Dream high was the way that reality dulled around him. His senses were muted. The colors faded. The sounds grew muffled. Everything was so much less. Or had it always been less? He’d been placed on small increments of Sweet Dreams to control his powers since he was a child. When he had found out, he had felt betrayed, but after what he had done to Arcadia… could he blame them?

270 Days Until Havoc and The Uncertain End (part 3)

Heiphilia was far from an easy shell to crack. Evester knew how much she rejected and distrusted him. Every time he opened his mouth she would watch him, listen, examine, and find any reason to make that distrust grow. If she was going to save him, why distrust him so greatly?

It was probably because he had said he was looking for her without knowing it was her, which in retrospect had been a bit creepy.