For the life of her, Nevy couldn’t recall what it was or what this person meant to her. But they were here in the dream world, connected–ever briefly–through the hosts thoughts and dreams. Gil was off deep into the depths of the ocean that was his mind, and the Covetess?
Well, for one she’d been drawn to the edges of her domain by the sight of strange dragon flies and the smell of death. A crawling purple aura intruded on her watery domain, and led her before the Vengess… with a rather flushed face.
“Who are you?”
… ! [ SHOCK…followed by DISAPPOINTMENT. he could smell the FAMILIAR scent of the WITCH of bubble that who’s touch sovereign over one of his destroyed KINGDOMS. but more than that, was a FRIEND. he felt like he was FLOATING when he saw her but her words DROWNED his hopes.
she…could not REMEMBER him…
his mind SCATTERED to what this could mean ; would any of his fellow warriors remember him either ? or…was he simply FORGETTABLE…
anything was possible for the STRATEGISTIC… but he was never one to tell his secrets… especially to a GHOST of the past ; her VOICE was as sweet as chocolate but knew how to POISON a mind with very words… but if it was really her…she was always one to decipher the meaning of his CRYPTIC words. a trait he appreciated GREATLY. ]
. ..I am a relic of the PAST. a KING with a land…who simply wants to reunite with FAMILY he’s never known. …And you?
