A recurring dream from a fateful night haunts Varian. With a past he couldn't forgive himself for and a future he abandoned, his life in the present is in tatters. But when you're alive, there's hope. The hope comes one day in an unexpected form. The painful past, the meaningless dream and the unexpected way forward force him to make a choice. Stay broken and remain in the sorrow of the past he couldn't change. Or. Pick himself back together and try for one last time, to find the truth about his own dream and its connection to his unforgivable past, all in the hopes of forgiveness of himself, by himself. https://discord.gg/kBKaTtsrpb
"…eee."
"…me."
"L-Leme."
Varian turned his head and saw through the walls of light enveloping Aurora.
There was a drop of tear sliding down her cheek while her lips quivered, a faint voice leaking from her throat.
"Let me…out."
Isadora stepped forward, eyes distressed. Holding the hand of her junior sister, she whispered, her voice gentle like wind. "Aurora, just sleep. Everything will be right."
"No." Aurora shook her head and then tried to get get up. And failed.
"Aurora!" Isadora said in panic, her eyes trembling. "Don't stress your body! Just rest some more and it'll all be fine!"
Aurora's eyes slowly opened and she looked at the ruby-red eyes of her senior sister. With a weak smile, she chuckled."I am going to die, aren't I?"
Isadora froze.