The Unforgiven (First Draft.)
by Leila Miller
An agent of the Dream World must travel to the Underworld to capture a rogue agent before they destroy the world.
Roth felt the heat of the blast as he was thrown away from the building they were passing. He could feel Sophia's small hand ripped from his as cries pain rang from behind him.
Grasping for air, he found himself staring into the clear blue sky, he mind w...
Angela watched Keelie open the Gate that would send her charge back into her own dream and out of the nightmare realm. Angela watched the scene with impatience. Ready to be back at *HeadQuarters.
It was a boring task. Since the Titan War, a truce among t...
Sera sat staring at the medallion in her hand. The necklace was given to her when she passed her apprenticeship training, and became a full fledge Oneiroi. It was what created a portal to return to *headquarters from the Dream Realm. She wondered why she kept it. A ...
Roth sat at his favorite table in the darkest corner in a small bar, nursing the drink in front of him he didn’t want. But he was in the mortal realm and appearances matter. The bar was one of his favorites. It was quiet, and in the few years he had been comin...
Angela turned down the hall toward Lycargus’ office. The anger from yesterday still smoldering. All she wanted was to do her job. Technically, going into a mortals dream without permission was not smart. The worse was that she failed. Not only did she break th...
Sera stood back from the window watching Angela walk away. So now she would have to move up her plans. She hadn’t planned on moving to the Underworld this soon. But that twit was playing into her hands perfectly. She was glad she followed Angela when she left Lycargus office in such a...
Roth followed Lycargus down into a cave. Light from torches bounced off the wall, casting shadows along the wall. Every small hair on his body stood at attention. There was a murmuring in the air. So quiet he wasn’t sure he didn’t imagine it. It seemed t...
“You’re sure about this?” The boatman’s ghostly garble came from deep within the dark and tattered robe.
“Yes.” Angela announced her fingers shook as she hand the boatman the sack of money.
Stepping into the boat , she...
Sera sat across from Melas. A pleasant smile pasted on her face. The meeting wasn’t going exactly as she had plan. Melas hadn’t thrown out the welcome wagon, like she was expecting.
“So you were careless.” His voice rumbled through the ...