'Among other things...' His mind was filled with thoughts and memories of all those "other things" as he walked out of the meeting accompanied by Benjamin and Jordan.
'Oh, Timothy...'She strolled thoughtfully along, several steps behind them, pondering his state and hers.'Funny how our lives change. Funny how time marches onwards. Funny how...' she looked over to Eliezer and smiled,
It was near evening when there came a knock on the door of the guest house, and she turned her head curiously to look when Ellis went to open the door."Benji!" he happily exclaimed, grabbing Benjamin and holding him aloft.Avera chuckled. 'Some things never change.'
He knocked on the door a second time, having received no answer, and waited, but again no answer came.'Once more.'He knocked again. Nothing. He frowned.
It was a week ago that he had stood over the body of a dead prince as Zahaynei removed the arrow from his chest."Here," the Captain of the King's armies had said as he handed him the bloodied arrow, "for your troubles."He had even been congratulated by the King himself and received honors. Still, somethin
Eliezer knelt beside the bed in his room with his head down and his face buried in the blankets. His elbows rested comfortably on the mattress and his hands pressed together with interlocked fingers. It was late and long past the time he would have normally slept, but his mind was set on other things. The room was dark with the exception of the soft and gentle moonlight which flooded through the window, the curtains of which he had pulled back to welcome the newness of the quiet air at even."Will you not sleep?" a gentle voice asked from behind him. He smiled, raising his head without opening his eyes. "You, my dear, are awake, are you not? So, tell me, why not I?""You, Mr. Webber, do not take proper care of yourself," she quietly scolded him. "You have tried and labored these past days. You should rest now, while you're able.""Ah, and you, Miss Garner? Will you rest, also?" he asked, discreetly glancing over at her, unmoving. She stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, on her f
His words seemed of little help to his friend, and Eliezer struggled to think what could be done for the man from Delphi to comfort him.'Jordan... please, cheer up. All is not lost.'There was a knock at the door. He looked to the door and then again at Jordan.
He had gone to see Adrien primarily, but Avera had caught his ear when he came. She was asking questions about the stories Adrien told and why things happened as they did. Some claimed such things were unknowable, but he knew. He knew as surely as he knew life.So, Benjamin smiled at her when she asked and said, "Because the world is broken, we see suffering and pain. The heartbreak that we feel is the brokenness of Caldor. The breath that we have is the spirit of our King. Himmel isn't something so fantastic as you think. It is alive within us now, and it reigns above us, drawing us ev
Fire, ash, smoke, death... the city was in flames, as were its people. Screams pierced the night with the red tones of danger and death which pervaded the seemingly endless darkness. Men and women fled from their homes and scattered families ran panicked through the streets seeking for sanctuary, but there was none to be found from the children of darkness and their monstrous fiends as they assailed what remained of the city in violence. Blackness gripped the night, the moon red like the blood of the streets, and a single word was spoken her: "Escape."