There is no night in the Everburning City. There can never be. ***** For four hundred years the Everburning City has withstood the advance of the life-strangling fog known as the Gloam. Its walls have held back five invasions, but on the eve of the sixth, the city's inhabitants know things have changed. Golems are coming out of the mist, and the bodies of the dead are rising at the Gloam's bidding. The city's last and most desperate line of defence comes in the form of the Crafters, individuals who can channel the power of fire, though they risk their sanity each time they do. The brightest of these valiant heroes are Tabitha a'Loria and her apprentice Gerald Reath. Risking their lives, they mount their airships, determined to save the last bastion of humanity - the Everburning City. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Perhaps on some rare occasion when I am bored or given a writing challenge, I will post the creations here. While as of now they are BTS, I might just create my own characters, I'm not sure. Just relax and enjoy.

Melanie Hopper is St. John's newest psychiatrist. She's extremely young, bright, and ready to help those in need. Doctor Kim Namjoon, Doctor Min Yoongi, and Doctor Kim Seokjin accompany Doctor Melanie Hopper to care and treat for St. John's main inpatients, Park, Jung, and Jeon with non torturous methods, fighting Virginia's new law of allowing torture in mental hospitals. However, after Melanie's first day on the job, she begins to acquire feelings for one of the inpatients. Knowing very well how wrong it is, Melanie continues to fall in love and begins to fight her instincts as he begins to tell her secrets that may change the way the facility is run, and make Melanie question everything that she has been told.

Eileen has always been a rather reserved young woman. She has her schedule and sticks to it-for the most part. Eileen is quite the mystery, even to her small circle of friends: she has her boundaries; which most days she stays within while other days she suddenly shoots right past such boundaries without any initial warning. On one such day the hunger for exploration came suddenly to the young woman. Eileen had always passed a small, quaint little duck-park on her way back from her part-time job. It has always been in the corner of her sight; present in her senses but separate from her mind. Today, however, Eileen stopped in the middle of her usually scheduled walk from work, and tore her usually concentrated mind off from the sidewalk below her and cast her eyes to the lively little duck-part. There, in the midst of overzealous young children and boisterous toddlers, Eileen met someone of extraordinary intrigue: like no one she had ever seen in her normally scheduled life or occasional outbursts of curiously. That small little duck-park was where she met him. The young, curious, dark-haired man with a sleek, white-feathered duck settled gently in his hands.