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Where the Heart ResidesHow long has it been since she's been here? Weeks? Months? Not since Tyrone moved in next door. This is a dream she's spent many happy nights in even though, technically speaking, it isn't a dream. Once again she's returned to that place beyond dreams that people never reach or, if they do, rarely remember. Soraya always remembers her time here. Untapped psychic potential, almost dormant in the waking world, allows her spirit to roam free at night in this Dream World while her physical body sleeps. She's grown here, as a dreamer and a person, making friends and facing tragedy. It's a special place dear to her heart for many reasons, perhaps one more then the others. This is the world where she met Gale.
He's a handsome knight, reserved and stoic, from a time long past, trapped forever in Dream World. Despite initial reservations he soon became Soraya's companion as a strong bond grew between them. They often travel Dream World together, but sometimes when she needs a break Soraya enter
Swim"Avery, I don't think this is a good idea," a man said hesitantly, quivering with fear.
"You're not a child anymore Zanther," the pale beauty replied, an edge to her voice at repeating this again. "You have to learn how to swim, you're simply to big to rescue if something happens."
"Never thought I'd miss being little," came the sullen response.
As a child Zanther's body was put into a type of supernatural stasis, allowing him to live a perfectly normal life but physically unable to age past nine. Due to his demonic genes he was guaranteed a long life span and, much to his displeasure, the majority of it had been spent as a child. The stasis had finally been removed a few months previously and he'd quickly filled out to the broad shouldered 6'3" frame he was meant to have.
It still caught Avery off guard when she'd look down to talk to him only to crane her neck up. His face still held a boyish charm, blue eyes sparkling with mischief and a too wide grin. His voice had deepened but, de
DarkIt's dark. Painfully, impossibly dark. Worse than the gloom that comes from switching off a light when there's still the vaguest outline of your hand or closing your eyes but seeing the light against your eyelids. This is darkness that sinks under your skin, roiling and twisting your insides until there's nothing left. The kind of murky ink she grew up in and swore never to return to. Fire and light are hers to command with a flick of the fingers, darkness is nothing. Except her powers aren't working, the enemy smarter than they'd realized, and she's trapped in this damned cave.
A burning white rage blooms in her chest. She wouldn't be defeated so easily! Mouth twisted in a sneer she takes careful determined steps forward. Arms out, she gropes her way through the suffocating gloom, unable to find walls or ceiling despite the solid rock beneath her boots. The otherworldly atmosphere swallows the soft shuffling sound of her steps leaving a vacuum of silence in its wake. Memories of child
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