Chained Fragments

He was named but never needed as a second son.

A crown next to a shadow. Silently, a thread left hanging.



He then touched a feeling that wasn't his own.



And something that was supposed to be forgotten was remembered by the world.



For a hope she had lost, a girl cried.

A brother's suppressed grief surfaced.

Threads were pulled. Lives were rewound.



The echoes are stirring now.

And tales that have been encased in myth start to seep out.



Auren is not a magician.



He disentangles fate.



A single emotion at a time.