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Of course this was all nothing but good news to Aerik. He'd wanted for sometime to get out of the city, to see how his father had been fairing with his illness. He was sure the man was more worried sick than he was actually sick. It took only a couple days journey from their land to reach the...

Quil's attitude changed so rapidly that Aerik had almost thought her a completely different person. That's what places like this did to you he supposed. He watched with uncontrollable disgust as she heaved up the small meal he'd just given her. A more cynical side of his mind wanted to chastise...

The commotion in the distance had Aerik's mind completely wiped of his confusion. When he saw it, leaping out of the brush with blood sliding down its seemingly mangled form, he felt his stomach heave in his chest. Oh god, the very sight of that thing. It looked human, tall and naked, with long...

Snow fell gently against the knitted wool of his black winter cap. He hardly noticed, none of them noticed. They were lost in some fit of laughter. Aerik couldn't even remember what was said to make him and his friends lose their minds in good humor. But there they were, all of them, holding...

A nod was all took for Aerik to make his acknowledgement of her thanks known. He was glad she took it. It felt strangely relieving to have someone to share his food with. Even if it set him back a bit from what he had planned. That was alright. More people meant more eyes to look for food with...

It wasn't long after Quil found herself awake that Aerik too fidgeted groggily back into reality. Of course, this place didn't much feel like reality sometimes, or maybe he just wished it to be that way. He wasn't sure. Aerik looked up at Quil, honestly a bit surprised to see her still here...

"Well, I can't possibly say for sure", Aerik said, leaning in a bit from the back of his chair. "The duke has wealth and influence though, and a big castle to lock himself inside of". Or maybe he had wealth, influence, and a big castle. Maybe all he has now is a lot of friends, all floating...

Aerik's ears perked at the sound of her speaking. He wanted her answer, he needed it. It was funny, he thought, how much he was dependent upon her company. It was as if his very sanity balanced on this contact between humans. It had only been weeks, but that long period of time without contact...

Aerik would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't slightly disappointed. This place... he just wanted to put it all behind. He just wanted to open those damn gates, and never look back. Over the past several days, everywhere he went, Aerik was stared down by the dead and motionless eyes of...

She had planned to leave? What kept her here, surrounded by a horrible plague and a flood of corpses lining the streets every which way you went? Aerik hoped it was important. Perhaps she was looking for something? Someone perhaps? Maybe a member of her family was caught in the massive...

A fresh wave of guilt washed over Aerik as he approached her, and it had him standing completely still like a deer listening intently to the snapping of a forest twig. His hands fell weakly to his sides, and it for a few seconds it was very difficult for him to look her in the eyes. It was...

Aerik looked up at her in shock, somewhat surprised she hadn't killed him yet. Part of him actually wished she would. It was a much more pleasant fate compared to what the plague did to its victims. "Don't be such a baby. Do I look like I'm dying to you?", she said, and Aerik felt his face flush...

To get up and run at him was the last thing Aerik expected the woman to do. He was armed, wasn't he? Was it too dark? Did she not see it? Maybe he should have waved it around a bit more, make it really known what he held in his hand. Maybe you should have actually act like you knew what you...

The nearby rustling of a vulture snapped him back to reality. He was getting lost in his mind again, just like he did in the fields. It was such dull work, his chores. His father would scold him for it, tell him dreams were meant for the night, not the day. He didn't understand what tedious work...