LOGINHearing them all planning my life out for me in the way I had once imagined, minus Atlas, of course, causes tears of joy to fall down my face. I’d waited for so long for a moment like this. To be free that is. I mean… going to school in Asgard isn’t exactly what I had on my list of things to do but
“I don’t know when she will wake up… but it will happen when she’s ready.”That voice. It isn’t one that I recognize, but as I slowly open my eyes, I find that the sights I last remember aren’t the same ones I’m faced with now. The white walls around me cause me to blink back the light invading the
Rushing to his side, he grimaces before pulling the weapon from his side. “What are you doing? We have to get you help… we have to move,” I cry out trying to get him to sit up.“No,” he murmurs, shaking his head. “You need to finish this, Dora. You have to end Elenon so that all of this is over.”“W
The world feels heavy as I step outside ten minutes later, the air thick with tension and the distant sounds of battle reaching my ears. The stone walls of the prison I was locked in fade behind me, replaced by the overwhelming pull of the chaos ahead. The gusts of wind pull at my hair, urging me fo
I stalk the passageways like a caged beast, urgency driving my every movement. She couldn’t have gone far—not yet—and that desperate hope propels me forward as I navigate the labyrinthine path toward the castle's lower levels. The stone walls seem to press in on me, heavy and suffocating, while the
My solemn admission seems to dissolve the defensive wall as Tatum lowers his guard, his eyes studying me as if piecing together a hidden truth. “I saw it from the start, Atlas. I knew you loved her from the moment I caught you lingering outside my house on the day she first arrived.”“That’s not pos
The heaviness in my heart from Atlas’s words seem to knock the breath right out of me. Over the years there have been things that have happened around me that make me question reality. From the way Elenon acts, to how Finn seems to become angrier with every year that passes. Even with Faeryn. He was
My uncle doesn’t have time to process the gravity of it. None of them have time to do much of anything before Orym rushes towards me, a panicked, unthinking motion that only incenses the crowd further, a rabid snarl of hatred as he charges to attack. There's an undeniable reason I needed him to be
“I agree with that statement,” Seraphina pipes up, her dark hair swinging from side to side as she talks. “No one’s going to destroy our home. So if you really think that Elenon is up to something, I guess we better figure out what it is.”I can’t help but smile. The warmth that fills me when I see
When I mention Atlas, I see the shift in Faeryn's expression immediately, her eyes widening with surprise as if the name itself were the most unexpected thing in the world. A smile teases the corners of her lips, the kind that says she knows something more than she's letting on. "Since when did you







