As I watched her watch me with eyes as cold and sharp as steel, I realized what she meant.
“Hyar tu Kydar. You have blood that runs blacker than any ShadowDemon. Blacker than your father’s. Blacker than mine.”
I blinked slowly. Scarlet strands of hair fell over my shoulders as a dull wind pulled at the loose wisps from my waist length braid.
Grey and black met in the distant horizon as black sky touched grey stone. Dark twisted trees clung to the white, sticky fog of our soroundings.
“Demeara… You can’t understand. Not yet.” I murmured through pale chapped lips. The tight, dry skin cracked and bled as I did.
“If this were not a dream, Zoren, you would be dead,” Demeara hissed.
I raised an eyebrow, my expression grim. “Not likely, sister.”
Her jet-black hair rippled in the subtle wind. A low growl rumbled in her chest; her cobalt eyes flashed haughty anger. With a jerk of her pointed chin, she turned smartly on her heal and walked into the dense fog. The odd light of the dream world caught the silver metal of her twin scimitars strapped to her hips before her image was consumed.
I stood where I was for a long time, my mind a perfect blank. Then I walked into the fog. Its dewy mist coated my clothes, soaking into the thin fabric. I walked and waited to wake up.
Welcome to my blog. And since it is my blog, I’m going to talk about me for a brief moment.
I have never done a blog. People keep telling me that I can do whatever the hell I want with it so here it is. I am a Design artist, I design characters and costumes and jewelry as well as other things. I will be going to my first year of college at the Cornish College of the Arts at the end of this month. I may have another blog dedicated to that work, but this one is about my other interests. In addition to being an artist I am a writer. I have been working on a trilogy since I was 10 years old. It was a recurring dream that I had for 3 days straight. One part continued into the next. I am dyslexic so I drew out each dream. They have been my undying obsession ever since.
I was hoping to get a following before I hand over my soul to vampiric publishers. All I can say is please respect the material. Do not use it and call it your own. If you have questions, I love questions. Ask/Comment away. Thanks. :)