Maybe It's Magick (Crinx/Crynx)

This was originally something I was going to hold off for a long time, but I'm having problems with just about every other story and I'm so inspired for this one. So yeah! THERE'S GOING TO BE AN EVEN LONGER WAIT FOR EVERYTHING! Deal with it.

Cry is a Prophet. Cryptic dreams and nightmares plague his sleep. Visions of his loved ones one by one being taken away from him. Watching as dreams became reality. He is powerful. Too powerful.
He didn’t speak.
He didn’t express.
He didn’t change.
He just watched.
And then Minx came along.
Minx is an alchemist. Bottles of spice, poison, hair, and dust line her shelves. Bottling death. Brewing life. Stirring love.
Crafting pain.
When loners, when dreamers, when Magicks meet, there is love.
And pain.

“So dream, dream, dream your dream, because when you’re awake the nightmare will become the truth.” –Dream Your Dream by TryHardNinja, 2015

(ATTENTION: ZIEGS IS IN THIS STORY. YES I KNOW SHE’S NO LONGER PART OF THE LNC, BUT I LOVE HER TOO MUCH TO OMIT HER FROM THE STORY. SHE’S IMPORTANT, YOU KNOW, SO FUCK OFF.)