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"Yeah," he let out a ragged breath as he confirmed her initial suspicion. "I tried to make sure you weren't exposed to the shift directly for too long, I hope that's alright." Erick quickly took a few steps back and away from Eden to give her the freedom to move and recover. "The human mind...

She was right, of course. This was a good omen. They did exist! It was one of several he had encountered over the course of acclimating to this low impact, easy-going practice. Somehow hearing someone say as much managed to remind him there were positive things, if only for a moment. No...

Erick found that the less frequently he tapped into his Chronomancy, the fewer episodes of Temporal Dilation he suffered from. Because of the severity of that condition, he sought different means of gleaning information, other types of magic that weren't so volatile when you tampered with things...

From where he was sitting, Astorea stretched out for miles ahead. The outcropping that overlooked the approach to Finweald was adorned with scaffolding and makeshift battlements, a newer addition put in place after the Magia attacks, and the diaspora of Landers. Erick sat nestled in one of the...

He took a bite out of the sandwich, but it felt so foreign. A simple food, one he'd had so many times, but it felt like a new and strange experience. The flavors were what he remembered: crisp, crunchy lettuce, juicy and sweet but subtle tomato, salty and rich flavored ham... But none of it...

The haze of restfulness gripped his vision and the world sounded as though it were submerged. Jim hadn't had sleep proper outside of Terrasphere in enough time that his body wasn't used to the sensation anymore. He hated the feeling of waking up almost as much as leaving a dive. The real world...

They had trucks on the football field and the track surrounding it. While the dancing and singing of the prom played in the backdrop, loud country music and bottlecaps marked the scene as Jimmy jogged out. "Jimbo! I didn't think you were coming out tonight!" The captain of the football team...

"Like, what are you even doing here, Jim?" "I'm pretty sure you didn't have a date, and you're not even dressed up." "Guys, please, I'm just trying to find-" "Geoff asked Becca. Not you. You don't get to come in here asking where she is." "So she's not here...?" The two girls who Jimmy found...

"Isn't this event formal attire only?" Jimmy asked incredulously. "Should have thought of that before," Keith shrugged. "Too late for cold feet now, man." Jimmy knew that the older man was right, but that offered him little comfort. With the bitterly summoned resolve burning in his chest, he...

"Yeah, something told me you wouldnt feel much like fishing after that." "I'm still pissed at you." "Dude, you're making a massive mistake. If you don't try to make things right with this girl, you're gonna regret it for the rest of your life." "It's just prom, man," Jimmy refuted. "I give up...

"You seriously alright with him taking her?" Jim glanced at Keith as the older boy cast his rod out into the lake. "You're out here dickin' around with me instead of going to the biggest party in your High School career, missing out on a great night with the girl everyone thought you'd be going...

He fell onto the couch with an arm draped over his eyes, shielding them from the light. If only briefly, the headache was a bit less intense. "Why am I even thinking about this?" he petitioned the ceiling. "It's been almost six years." "You're not going to prom?" His mother's face showed...

The water felt good against his dry throat. He had finally started to feel the pressure in his veins recede, which was a small comfort. The throbbing headache still had not abated. Jimmy staggered from the refrigerator toward the medicine cabinet, where he fumbled around until he found the...

He tossed the headset aside and took several fast, short breaths. His heart was pumping in overdrive, to the point where he clutched his chest and doubled over. Panicked, Jimmy fought to take deeper, more meaningful breaths, but instead released a guttural, anguished sound as he failed to...

"How do I use this app...? Okay, I think I've got it..." "Now, how do you word something like this? Okay- okay- no shot, really? People say things like that? Well, if you say so..." "So, there's this girl... she's... really hot... and I swear its not because she's a Pyromancer. Well, not just...

He couldn't quite describe it in the moment. The machines had always adapted to new tactics employed by the Playerbase since their skewed programming mandated it. What this particular model seemed adept at was assassination, as though they had dealt with attempts in the past and logged crucial...

Stories that would never be given voice echoed in the air around him. Erick watched transfixed as Vintergardian sentries fought back in futility against the onslaught of the Magia as they first descended. The battles raged on, time lapsed. Unspeakable transitions of flesh to metal and glistening...

"Nostalgia" wasn't quite the word. It had been months since their incursion to retake the city that had served as Capital of Astorea before Finweald, and finally the ragtag coalition of Players and cooperative Landers- who's numbers had dwindled since he had been away- managed to scrap together...

How many times had he seen it now? Divergent paths, moments in time where a single step meant the end of his own life? It wasn't like coming within a breath of the end during a dream where you simply woke up because your brain couldn't process it. No, he completely comprehended the fate every...

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