Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170301125240/@comment-28358106-20170306215234

Cyndwella puts a hand to her forehead. Like a heavy leaf, she floats down and lands on the ground with a flumph, falling to her knees. She keeps one hand over one side of her face, her eyes squinted shut.

"I...it...feels like a dream. Was I here, or...somewhere...else...?" She looks up to Marcus, her hand still over her eye. "I...remember the fight. I...remember everything that happened.  But, it...doesn't feel...right.  Like a vivid memory, or a waking dream, like I was part of the Void and here at the same time."

She pauses. Then, with a little more urgency, she says, "Did...I come from Old Dorian's Bridge? Was that real?  Where is everyone?"

Samantha shuffles up, swaying beside Marcus. She looks to Cyndwella and smiles, pointing. "Heh...heh...pretty fire, boss!"

"...Okay, so that part definitely isn't a dream." Cyndwella unsteadily begins to rise to her feet.