Ziwe never meant to steal a relic, and Arin definitely didn't mean to kidnap the one girl who could doom-or save-them both. Bound by a lethal blood oath and chased by magic that holds grudges, they'll have to find a missing blade, outsmart ancient spirits, and resist the very inconvenient attraction growing between them. 😍😍 Magic is messy. Their feelings are worse. 💥💥 Expect sarcasm, cursed relics, reluctant allies, dangerously growing feelings, and magic that absolutely does not care about your personal boundaries. On this unexpected journey, somewhere between duty and doom, the blacksmith's son and the Priestess will have to decide whether they're enemies, allies, or something far more dangerous. Because when iron and water fall in love, someone always gets scorched.

Radius wanted to become a cumulonimbus cloud. Gold wanted to become a cumulonimbus cloud. But after one fateful night, the two discovered that they have no choice but to depend on each other, if they want their dreams to come true. This is "Dead Clouds." KB2 Productions SpiderWriter Studios 12/31/2020

..conspiracy (noun).. British: /kənˈspɪrəsi/ American: /kənˈspɪrəsi/ [countable, uncountable] (plural: conspiracies) 1. A secret plan by a group of people to do something harmful or illegal - "...a conspiracy to overthrow the government..." - "...They were charged with conspiracy to murder..." - "...conspiracy against somebody/something..." - "...conspiracies against the president..." 2. A conspiracy of silence (an agreement not to talk publicly about something that should be made public) 3. *Conspiracy of ravens* - a collective noun for a group of ravens that highlights their intelligence, collaboration, and secretive behaviour. It reflects the historic perception of ravens as cunning and possibly ominous, linking their coordinated activities to a "conspiracy." *** Welcome to The Vault. It's the prison to be on New Earth-technologically advanced and equipped with every comfort an inmate could desire. It's the home away from home! At least, that's what the brochure says. But the moment I stepped inside those walls, I knew something was terribly wrong with this place. Just like everything run by The Council-the leaders of New Earth who have their filthy fingers in every corrupt corner. Most people won't tell you that because they've been swept away, brainwashed by their hippie philosophy, blind to the darkness lurking beneath. When you've lived most of your life in darkness, though, you recognize it easily. I'm not the only one. Others with me see that something is happening beneath the surface, and we're ready to find out what it is. I need answers-about myself, about my life. But the deeper I dig, the more lost I feel. Still, I know I'm connected to all of this somehow. What's worse is that I've been personally dragged into this mess. And I'll be damned if I don't get to the bottom of it while I'm here. I have nothing to lose, nothing to live or die for. I'll defeat The Council or die trying.

How do you get rid of the biggest part of you? How do you ignore the call of something so beautiful yet so deadly? How do you resist the darkness that's been living, growing and thriving within you even before you were born? How do you turn down the only chance to get all the answers you desire, even if it leads you down a path of chaos, horror, and madness? A path others have fought for you not to tread. But why fight at all? Why fight a fire that only burns brighter? "Listen, you can choose not to believe this. But I've been where you are, I've felt what you feel." I opened my mouth to snap back, but he continued, his voice more broken that I'd ever heard it. "Don't ask me how I know - all I know is I don't want to hurt you. I don't want a throne. I just... I just want you to be okay. I can't... I can't lose you too." His eyes held sincerity that should've filled me with guilt. Pain that should've made me reach for him. Something more that should've made my heart ache. But none affected me. Not anymore. I smiled, my voice a whisper as I spoke. "What makes you think I care about you losing me... when I don't even care if I lose myself?" The others may be trying to douse the fire but I'd rather let it burn. Burn until it consumed us all.