Would You Invite Me In Again?

[unheiring]

[Late in April, a note hastily appears within the netbooks. The handwriting is both shaky and heavy, and there are parts that almost look as if the pen had tore through the page.]

bar is closed.

[Sure enough, attempting to enter The Watchtower is a futile effort. The door appears to be barred, and a similar note has been left on the door. Peering in through the windows reveals an interior that almost looks ransacked. Keep looking, and you might even spot the spirit that would normally tend bar in his absence. The figure simply stares outside, unseeing but mournful all the same.

Linger any longer, and Polaris might swoop down. She won't attack or chase you off, merely tilt her head this way and that. Something has happened. She doesn't understand what.]

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3/?

[unheiring]

[Luca is no longer himself. Instead, he is Beiwe, sat astride Sehul as the world seems to crumble around them. The stars fall. Guardians die. And in the midst of it all, Sehul is struck down from the very sky.

Despite it being his dream, Luca can do nothing to stop it. He rails against his mental prison, but can only fall to the ground. Upon the firmament they crash. Beiwe’s horn is cracked, a pain that Luca feels vividly within his own head.

And beside him, the dragon begins to bleed. Somewhere, the memories blur together. Beiwe’s eyes become someone else’s watching a different dragon, far larger and devastating, writhe upon the ground. Where its heart would stop, the ground would rise up and —

Beiwe begs for it to stop.

To her credit, the memory does.]