THScribe
Fragments of memories from other worlds, other times. Doomed to remain eternally unexplained. How long must the pain be endured?
If Sear were ever given the choice between Power and answers, he would forever choose the latter. And yet, what he ended up with was exactly the opposite. But perhaps said power was exactly what he needed to begin understanding.
Slowly, subtly being rejected. Wondering what went wrong. Perhaps the problem lay within self.
Midnight could never determine when it happened, but things just are not the same with her friends. And after an even more severe falling out, she gets transported to another world, which just might be exactly what she needed.
Being absolutely depraved... and relishing every moment. And yet, was this how things always were? What could be the reason for the change?
Sub does not care. she never cared. What could be wrong with having a little fun? It was just the way she chose to live. As long as what she did felt good, what reason could there be for doing anything different? A question with an answer that might surprise her...
Time is running out. The darkness must be stopped, and order restored. Will the power of one be sufficient? Time will tell.
Strider's strength and knowledge have always been more than sufficient to handle most things. Indeed, nothing in the physical realms could truly match his vast experience. But though he may be able to deal with threats individually, this was not the way things were meant to be. In the past, things were different. And though eons came and went, the connection remained. It always remained.
Sparkheart. Four tales, told in parallel. And yet... perhaps they have more in common than one might think.