Sabine stood in the dark when Anmy said, "Do you feel that? It's coming from up ahead." Both Andromeda and Anmy felt the warmth on their skin—a hot-cold heat that touched only their faces.
Sabine pointed forward and pulled out her Scimagi Atronotch. The Void has been here. Little was known about the Void, except that their words acted like a beacon, impossible to ignore. The gods knew more than they let mortals believe. The dimension between their realm and Alanari had been sealed for centuries.
Until now, Sabine had never considered the In-Between to be real. But the words from her Atronotch echoed in her mind:
"The wind is like water, but power is like stone. You can't lift it, you can't create it. But you can shape it. Lift the atoms in your mind; tell them what to do, how to move, how to act, and they will grant you the storm of creation—the Third Flame of the Order of Flames."
The words distracted her as the In-Between began to shift. The stone around them had a strange tinge, like the eternal winds. Standing still, Sabine smiled, her hands vibrating in tune with the atoms in the stone.
"We need to keep moving," she said, hoping there was a way to advance and find the First Flame. But with the Void watching her, neither she nor Andromeda knew yet that their souls were entangled—like the roots of two different plants sharing existence rather than dividing it.
Without thinking, Sabine moved, and the others followed her to the other side of the rock wall.
Sabine grabbed hold of Anmy's and Andromeda's hands, pulling them through. She knew if they lingered too long in the In-Between, they would turn to stone themselves.
Sabine exhaled as they fell through to the other side of the wall, made from Spiriacite—a metallic, ember-like stone found only in the southern reaches of the Ravenji Deronali River. Some believed Spiriacite formed during a full moon, but only when a specific element was exposed to the spiritual flames of division.
The edge of the rock wall meant freedom. They tumbled to the ground on the other side, collapsing in a heap. They all laughed—Sabine laughed mostly because Anmy's laughter was so loud, it became infectious.
As the cold air blew around them, the sound came again from below—the call of a Flam Dragon. Few knew of their existence, except for the monks at the monastery.
Sabine pulled Andromeda to her feet. She cast her hand upward, gathering the echoing wind and pulling it into her chest. Wrapping the metallic signature of the stone
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Order of the flaming dragon first war
Fanfictionthere was a method of fan fiction that I'd like to create here. it being a new perspective on the movement of a character through time. and as a blocker they forgot about the memory lost to time. as the Counsel of Continuity has been changed to take...
