Those words are the only things that will leave her in a state of great worry. The blue-haired dragon stood up from her desk, stepping out from her room full of maps.
“Catraoine, don't” the woman stopped the dragon by grabbing her arm. The dragon, Catraoine, sighs at her. “Isca, please. This has been a string of stressful days for me”,
The woman, Isca, shook her head disapprovingly. “He's your family, you know”, she remarked. Catraoine tilted her head down, looking up at Isca in further disapproval.
Not this situation again. I've had enough, Catraoine murmurs to herself.
But it was a strange thunder —— it was not raining. Rain would be a strange thing as well, as this case of thunder flash is in Mars. Things do not work the same way as Earth.
Armed with questions, Shana looked at the photo that Raziel had gave him. Hold on, this looked off, he thought.
This thunder was made-up. Someone out there caused this.
But Why?
For the sharp-gazed man, it is time to look into the Red Planet.
“Say, that Wilhelm lad is very off....”“What is with his neck??”“I'm not going to talk to him. I don't like his energy”“His hair is red like the colour of my blood boiling from me seeing him”“Why was he chosen to play the princess? He looks like he should be playing the evil stepmother!
The words echoed through the boy's ears. The red-haired boy, Wilhelm, had no choice but to continue walking. He was carrying a dress, and his mind is focusing on one thing: auditions.
Just another day at school. And yet, better here than home, whatever it is.
The Knight dreamed of a distant memory. A vivid dream, atypical of her sleep. The Knight's sleep had always been blank sleeps. But this time, a residual aura awakened her body in dream.
“Artie.....” A woman's voice called the Knight. In this dream, the Knight's eyes had opened. She is dreaming of a memory.
“Great, I forgot to wish him a happy birthday”, Chie sighed as she remembered today's date. May 26th, 2060, it is the date of her friend Shouta's birthday. Chie looked at her commuphon, It's 7pm, I should be able to call him at 9, she said to herself.
Time to scoot off on my gear, then, Chie thought. No commute for tonight it seems. The busy sunday night streets of Ueno wouldn't notice her anyway.
The myriad of questions echoed through the empty hallways of Purgatorio. It is a normal sight. Time, Space, Life, Death….Purgatorio does not register such concepts.
The young man stepped into the start of a road. It is a long one. It looked as straight as a wall. But it also looked like a winding road. The cause for its winding appearance could be blamed on the sands around it. It filled up the entire road. This is nothing to scoff at, a young man standing at the start of the road muttered to himself. Nothing can challenge him.
For Shana, now in her fifth form, the Earth has always been the same. The only things that are different are the time, people, and things around it. Except for New York. No matter how frequently she visit the city, everything is still the same. There are too many memories of New York, even those that were experienced by her previous form.
As she looked around her, she remembered the celebrities she had met. Though in her definition, “celebrity” meant any human being, or mortals, who contributed a lot to mortal history. Anyone has the potential to become a “celebrity” by marking themselves in human history, and being seen as important.