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
Isadora left Varian behind and walked into the winter palace, a quiet place in the mountains built for her seclusion.
The former crown prince was more than happy to expedite the construction and spent his own resources to send her away.
The place had its own cleaning and maintenance formations, invalidating the necessity for maids and servants.
So they spent these six months in nature, not seeing a single person for so long. It was as if they were the only people left in the world.
She didn't know if Varian had the same thoughts but often times, Isadora felt that this was a wonderful life to have.
The strolls in the garden filled with fragrance of flowers.
Exploring the forest, bit by bit, without using any powers.
Practicising synergy, learning a bit more about the strange man. Realizing that another person wasn't very different from her.