@endweapon | fated meetings
The Realm of Darkness worked in strange ways. Her wandering would lead her through lost worlds and secrets, but always in a loop. Whenever she contemplated her place, she’d find herself back on those dark desolate shores. A mystery she’d eventually figure out, but she would not deny the repose here--
“ --- a person!?”
-- or the occasionally company also brought here. This time, however, was different. Aqua rushed into the water. She barely felt the cold as she waded out, if anything at all. Drifting limply toward the shore, a young man was face down in the water. “I got you, come on.” She rolled him over and scooped her arms under his Aqua dragged him up the beach. She hovered over him once set down. White hair soaked, no shirt. who was his guy? How long was he out there? Fretful, worried, and assuming the worst, she did what she immediately could. Hand hovered over his chest and another , Master Aqua muttered a spell under her breath. Water in his lungs stirred and followed her hand as she moved it up out of his mouth, but even then there no response...? Was she too late...? should she..?















