Guilt consumes Resolut, recalling their heated argument the day before.
Fears, memories, and shattered dreams flood Resolut’s mind approaching Summer’s oceanfront home.
A King and Queen celebrate their new marriage together.
Welcome to Milk-Lime Mint Burger. How may I help you?
It’s going to be a nest, honey. Right… There. See? We should feel so special a soon-to-be mama bird wants her home here with us.
The blood payment shall consume you in a dark and tricky manner forever.
He considers telling her, unsure how she’d take it.
She rushed to her feet, grabbing King Resolut by his arm. His eyes refuse to meet hers. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
Nothing could keep me there — “NO!” behind me something pulls my hair, dragging me through the mud.
They’ve missed each other. Now, close friends Ethan Dust and Winter Velia reunite after a long time apart.
I’ll allow it, if it happens, in exchange for your eternal silence regarding this matter. Let’s call it… Nothing at all.
Order. Fear. Disappointment. Is your National Profile compliant?
Winter shook her head, trying to crawl her way out of the dead king’s memories.
Greya looked at the back of her hands where old scars resurface. Her knuckles split open and bleed out…
He fell to the marble floor with a mighty flop. Crimson liquid trickles from his mouth…
His emphasis on the word ‘you’ made her squirm. “This is cheesy. I’m not feeling it anymore.” Winter said.