Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 8)
As we left the bathhouse, the warmth of the water still lingered on my skin, a pleasant sensation against the cool evening air. I couldn't help but sigh contentedly, feeling a sense of relaxation wash over me. The others seemed to share my sentiment,...
Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 7)
Rays of sun shone through the large window in the living room of Evelyn's abode. We all got our bearings together, getting ready to go out to eat. Evelyn burst out of her bedroom. "Is everyone ready?" she asked once she put on her pointy mage...
Whisper In a bottle (Chapter 6)
Hazy thoughts filled my head as I began to come to. A twisting and churning feeling rang throughout my body, making my consciousness unbearable. I couldn't even open my eyes, the noxiousness unceasing. The only thing I could do is faintly shift my...
Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 5)
I steadily wake up, my conscious coming out of the fog of sleep. I still don't have the energy to open my eyes. However, I don't feel as strained as I did last night, I actually feel kind of good. Another feeling makes my waking up a pleasant one. I...
Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 4)
I sprinted with all my might, my legs pushing against the verge of collapse. The heavy rucksack on my back offered no respite as I ran. Glancing over my shoulder, the colossal dragon maintained its pursuit. The moonlight danced on its crimson scales,...
Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 3)
I burst my eyes open as soon as I could. Thoughts of what tonight would bring were practically fueling me as I rose from my bed. I can't remember the last time I felt all giddy like this. I rose to my feet and stretched. After that I began to get my...
Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 2)
I groaned my way back to consciousness as I felt the sense of light touch my closed eyes. My head felt like a scrambled mess, not even my hazy memories could form a proper timeline of what happened last night. The only thing I could remember was the...
Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 1)
I look to my side to see my paladin, once a stalwart defender of our party, lying on the ground clutching her broken shield. The ranger was much the same, but with his arms twisted and mangled. Our mage was in no better condition, she lay on the ground...
Whispers In a Bottle (Chapter 9)
Bang. Bang. Bang. An abrupt sound cast me out of my sleep. I stumble upright, shaking as I plant my feet on the ground. Looking around I see I'm still in the storeroom, and the bloodied coat was still there, and still unclean. I only slept for a...