All Chapters of Dwell with Snaedis: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sarah Codache The prismatic ambiance around me dissolved into opaque. The busy corridor turned more chaotic and blurred. People walked everywhere inside this vast concrete building as they vanished into thin air, leaving nothing but deep traces of their footsteps.  While I sat beside a stall full of dresses with varied necklines, I roamed my eyes around and found my mother and sister choosing some fancy outfits. I patiently waited for them to finish until I found myself tapping my fee

Sarah Codache My mom held my hands with the warmth that brought a sense of safety as we walked across the flared street on a breezy day. My sister, on the other hand, went far-off with headphones on. With wide, startled eyes, she aggressively operated her rectangular-shaped charcoal device. I wanted to run towards her, but I was afraid to be slapped in the face, so instead, I turned my attention to our neighborhoods' gardens, which held me captive. I observed our surroundings until I spotted a group of people burning a highly elastic solid substance, dark amber in color. I felt something wrong upon looking at the colored ash smokes that scattered all-encompassing its neighbor

Sarah Codache Plants were dancing as I passed through the aisle that leads some foot away towards the crystalline lake. An iridescent light shined in the land, passing through small openings uncovered by tall trees' leaves. A flock of birds was singing in chorus surrounding the whole forest, and children running with their parents chasing behind them, barefooted. Their clothes were far way different from the ones I used to see. Plus, their hairstyle was the same as a chignon. I stopped walking

When we finally entered the room, a flawless face of a gorgeous woman in green captured my view. Her chignon hair-with multiple braids-matched the slightly curved of a deep shade of her chocolate brown eyebrows. Its black, blonde hair shimmered like a river in the moonlight. Her rosy pink lips were as glossy as silk clothing. These unique characteristics gave her a more substantial look but at the same time, a pleasant one. "Who braided her?" Mrs. Codache sputtered, which brought me back to my entire consciousness. I blinked my eyes several times before listening to their conversation.  

I was in the typical office to prepare the papers needed for Sarah to discharge from the hospital. The ambiance was admittedly comfortable even though I did not know the people working right here.  When all the requirements were on my arms, I promptly fixed anything on the table then left. All medical facilities were busy yet maintained to give a clean and antiseptic impression towards the patients. Doctors and other medical staff greeted me with an approachable facade while I was passing through the hallway. And, of course, I nodded as a form of greeting them back.