[Arthur] When I wake up my room is mostly dark. I am not alone, Queenie sits slumped in a chair sleeping in what looks like a weirdly uncomfortable position, snoring loudly. It’s a miracle I didn’t wake sooner. I guess the drugs they gave me were strong enough to block out that boar mating call coming from her mouth.  No offense meant to the boars. I wish I knew what Queenie is doing here, messing with my life. We’ve known each other since kindergarten, our parents practically raising us together. She was always a bit of a bossy little brat, able to convince her parents and anyone else around her to do whatever she wanted them to do, even from a fairly early age. I’ve always been amazed at how well she could

[Arthur] After Queenie left, I wasn’t expecting anyone else to enter through that door so quickly. To be fair, she didn’t actually use the door when she entered. Sitting here in my bed, stunned at how Queenie took pleasure in my situation, a blackness forms in the space that should be my door. The darkness expands, like a large mouth opening. I see a figure running towards me, first small, and then bigger and bigger. A blur of red rushes towards me and then there she is. Standing in front of me, breathing hard and shedding shadows is Faye. Faye Archer. My girlfriend. My fate. She found me. 

[The Queen] Kneeling before me is one of my best horsemen, or so I believed until this evening. He came back to me with a story, and as I listened, I found myself growing more and more angry.How did this little mongrel keep escaping my efforts to bring her here? What is so different from this version of herself than any others? First I send out my Merlin, then I send out my horsemen, and nothing has worked.  I love watching him wither under my gaze as he mumbles. When I took him into my court, binding him to my power and trapping him and the others with the curse of the shadowborn, I gained the power of each of their magics, enhancing my own, leaving them a withered husk of their former selves. Spellbound, they belong to me entirel

[Devona] I can see it in her eyes.  She recognizes me.  Her spirit recognizes me.  In all the times I have watched her awaken, this is the first time I’ve seen this clear look of recognition. Yes, there have been embers, sparks but this…. This is fire.   Could it be that she remembers me?  I feel my heart rate increase as I watch her blink

[Embyr] So apparently the hot chick in the top hat is some kind of wizard. OK, I can go along with that.  She’s also in love with my best friend. I know she hasn’t said it out loud but I know sad puppy eyes when I see them and she’s got it bad. It’s like just looking at Faye breaks her heart.  And that must really fucking suck.  Yeah, love can be the worst muthafucka of them all.  So I guess I was feel