♠Traè, Thames Empire. As/A: 3088.Motionless and lost in a shallow reverie, the young lad's head heaves high, as he stares into the darkening clouds and the bowing golden sun.The thoughts of nothingness lingers through his mind. His fist clenches in anger, and his shoulders shudder in fear.The world he knew made sense, but his present reality was a lamp dwelling within a bushel: hidden, obscure and dangerous.He feels it, every rushing blood palpitating through his veins

Greàboa, Zcwrith Empire. As/A: 3088.As prickly as are the thorns upon her surface, each petal flosses with perfection and grace. With each kindness in Ailith's thought, came crushing regrets over the torments of another soul. Nights and days were the same: swish screeches of the night owl cursing the hallow hearts of men, silvering the reverberating sizzle from a single dropping dew that dampened each shivering scrapes from metals aligning its path with the stone hard grounds, pulling to view the same sight of women and children alike, bound by rusted chains. Their insides being pulled to the outside while they watch, their tongues branded with flames, as they are forced to swallow molten metal. Their fl