Category: Orphen

“I still don’t see how anyone could just walk into that.” Cleao waved a hand at the crystal. “It looks solid. I might just break my nose!” Majic smiled. “Just try putting your hands through first,” he suggested. “It’ll be easier that way. You do want to go back home, don’t you?” “Well…” Cleao put…

They left him alone in the room again after he’d done what Flameheart had asked. Majic rested against the stone surface beneath him, a thousand times more worried than he had been the last time he’d been left there. Oshou-sama… It hadn’t taken much energy to call the blood crystals. Flameheart had made the room…

He couldn’t see. “… how long… to last… worried?” His eyes were open, but he couldn’t see. “… only temporary. He’ll be… moments.” Why was it so white? Majic blinked. “Sensei!” It felt like there was a fog that had been lingering in his head – now draining rapidly away. The voices he’d been only…

“It was built before either of the Towers.” Orphen frowned at the remains of the ruined Temple. “There were only a few caretakers – and they were all descendants of the original founder. Everyone was killed when the building was destroyed, though.” Cleao looked up from where she was poking around at a spot where…

Whether it was because he was still angry over the news concerning Azalie or because he just didn’t want to make it look like he cared, Orphen hadn’t asked what Rai had said after he’d left the room. They’d made their way back to Hartia’s quarters in tense silence. Maybe it was the tension that…

Majic was habitually an early riser; when he wasn’t too tired, sunrises were his favorite scene. One of the good things about life with the Everlastings had been the room they’d given him: it had a large window facing to the east, so he could watch the sun coming up when he was still in…

“Be more careful next time!” Orphen surveyed Majic’s successfully executed destruction with what looked like a small amount of satisfaction before turning a hard stare on the boy himself. “You’re drawing in the energy you need at random. Focus! And if you ever try to take some from me again…” He left that threat unfinished.…

For a moment after Orphen finished speaking, the clearing was totally silent. Predictably enough, Cleao was the first to break it. “So there is a beautiful girl trapped in a Tower,” she said, snapping her fingers. “And a red dragon, too.” Orphen frowned at her. “Majic said the same thing earlier. Why does that mean…

After Summoning: Year 736 The hallways in the Black Tower were unusually crowded for that early in the afternoon. Krylancelo moved around students and teachers alike, impatient to reach his destination. He wasn’t late yet, and he didn’t plan to be. Not when Azalie’s waiting for this! His fingers tightened around the scroll he was…

It was dark and there was no pull of gravity, which was a telltale sign. I’m dreaming. Majic felt light; he was flying… no, falling… The darkness was actually rushing past him at a furious rate, propelling him downward with that same force. He was going to hit the ground in a moment… any time…