ISAIAH
The soft flicker of candlelight cast anxious shadows upon the walls, lengthening and leaping like ghosts upset. I sat cross-legged on the ground, the burden of what had lately occurred pressing down heavily upon my chest. The Dragon Lord's approach, Azure's looming danger, and the fissures starting in the equilibrium of our world—none of these could be ignored any longer. My bones were heavier, my soul heavier still. The whole kingdom is a cluster of chaos, and there is no obvious solution around the corner.
With my eyes shut, I fell inward, towards the holy strands that always seemed to creep into my mind since I was a child. The visions—celestial clues conveyed through blood and time—never appeared when called upon; they preferred to visit me but tonight, I needed them more than
