AxelThePossum

Chapter 1 – Soreto There was a time, in her dreams, when Soreto felt a sense of rightness in the world; like she understood everything. A time when all the drudgeries of daily life, hanging around her neck like chains in a river, fell away and the truth of the world seemed mystically revealed to her. In those times, dreams of gold and silver fires danced in her head in interplays of colour and nothing else seemed to matter or like it could matter. All facades of purpose in anything but watching these flames dance drifted down the stream of her subconscious mind and off into eternity. For but a brief, shining moment, she felt like she c