2006 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
Ugh, it smells like smoke here. Well I guess what could I expect. God this dimension still has magic and something around here is surging.
“Ann, careful there’s a huge magic surge around here”
“Okay, let’s just be ready for anything”
“Of cours-” I said as I rounded the corner, I never got to finish that sentence as some fucking fire spell hit me in the face. Basic thing and sloppily cast, still hurt. Ash stings my eyes. I felt something tighten around my legs and my arms. Another spell hit me, my throat tightens and the air get’s knocked out of me
“Wren?” Ann said, rounding the corner behind me, I want to scream. I want to tell her to get away, to save herself. My throat just tightens more.
“Wren!” She yelled and opened her bow, she pulled the string back at whoever hit me with those spells, “Take one more fucking step, you fucking bastards!”
“Get them, the filthy magic users.”
“Wren, Run!” She said, releasing an arrow and drawing her sword.
“Wren! Come on, you’ve done it hundreds of times. FLY!” Blossom yelled at me from somewhere in my head. I forced my wings to expand and forced myself to stand. 1 flap, 2 flaps, 3, my wings started to burn.
Something is wrong. My wing is aching, It shouldn’t be aching. My ear’s are ringing, they shouldn’t be ringing. There’s a bullet hole in my wing, there shouldn’t be a bullet hole in my wing. I’m falling.
“Please- Please Don’t Let Us Die,” Blossom begged, I don’t hear anything else. I blackout.
Everything snaps back to reality when I hit the ground. Everything’s too loud, too bright, Everything is too much. I see Ann stumble through the portal, I hope she’s okay. I hope she comes back for me.
“Take it to the labs,” Someone says,
I blackout again. And I don’t wake up.
2011 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
I wake up to the same small cell I’ve woken up to for the past 3 (4?) years.
It never got easier, the only solace I have is Xeni and Blossom. But they can only do so much. I’ve been waiting for the others. But it hasn’t gotten easier.
Constant experimentation by mortals who want to control magic. Constant experimentation on ‘the winged thing with 3 souls’
Constant experimentation on me.
2028 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
I suppressed a scream as millions degrees torched me. as thousands of volts went through me. as I was starved. as they burned the magic out of me.
I learned they don’t like it when I cry. when I show anything. when I’m not they’re good little science experiment. when I screamed.
I should of died. I should of died dozens, hundreds, thousands, countless of times over.
2040 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
I stared at the spell circle in front of me. The thing that took years. The thing that took countless drops of bloods. The thing that would take thousands of lives. The thing that would be my one last kamikaze.
2041 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
Those fuckers made me immortal.
2050 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
I destroyed everything, It’s nothing but a wasteland.
2055 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
It’s nothing but a wasteland but I’m free, We’re all free
2070 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
I found a ball of yarn today. I found a ball of mana strings today. I found my magic again.
2075 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
2080 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
Blossom’s teaching me talk again. Xeni’s teaching me magic again.
2090 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
2106 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
We located a magic surge somewhere, it was a huge surge. It just died. We hope what ever that was won’t kill us. We hope they’re okay.
Hope, that’s a weird thing.
2106 - Wren - Dimension Possibility #17; Dimension 8̵1̶-̵1̶1̴4̴7̵1̷9̴2̸0̷-̷2̵0̶9̵1̷3̴5̸
Huh, a magic powered power and internet source....