[Ventus couldn't say that this week so far had been fun. Not that he'd remember it as more than a blur. Once the Mist had arrived, Ven's mind had locked up with fear.

He'd thought he'd been safe from it - from it's affects. He was wrong, and now, head in hands as he sat in a random hall just inside from the courtyeard, he could feel it in him - ( Read more... )

[It had been a long few days. The grief that had followed Brooklyn's announcement - the annoucement that the rest of the Manhattan Clan were missing, taken by the Black Mist - had been replaced by anger and, finally, by resolve. When Elisa switched on her communication device to speak, she looked paler than usual and she obviously hadn't been ( Read more... )

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