Arian wakes up in a different world. Literally but not literally. His body lies in place on stage, but his soul is in the forest. His soul is flying. He senses her, he senses them, he feels it all. And without hesitation, he lets his soul land lightly, like a leaf settling on the surface of a calm pond right by the sprawled Nimue. He opens his eyes. She's crying. Bruised. And dying.
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Water and Wind
FantasyEvery year, in the old log cabin in the heart of the woods, a face appears at the window. A haunted face, illuminated by the light of the moon with the backdrop of the dark forest. It is the same story each year, the same cabin, woman, circumstances...
