All Chapters of Dwell with Snaedis: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Wake Louchette I was sitting on this small sofa as I glared towards the environment right in front of our hotel room. My fingers were twirling the pen I was holding while thinking of more similarities between the plants in Prisila compared here in Layvanna. I placed my left hand on the sofa's armrest while tapping my notebook. I am fond of drawing, so I drew the similarities, slightly sketched figures, for visual purposes.  

Wake Louchette The whole team was on fire. We individually moved to get out of this facility. The automated doors opened up to secure our safety. The emergency alarm was horning in red throughout this small hallway. My members promptly followed the instructions I gave to them at the last minute.  "Lance! Push the button now!" I hurriedly asked Lance to look for the button that activates the barrier between the hallway and that room inside the facility to block the water from spreading.

Wake Louchette Sarah looked so horrifically aggravated as she saw the wound got healed. I guess she has no idea about what she has done. Maybe? I was wondering if that is even possible! Her body kept moving backward, shivering to see my healed hands.  My eyes widened in the tense of the magic that she did. I can't believe she has that ca

Wake Louchette Sarah was gone wild as she threw all the tables to the walls, breaking floating vases inside every moving metal cabinet. She kept on turning around on tiptoes. Her hair graciously flew with the wind she created, closing her eyes to make denser energy. It was effortless. She did that with all of her force, and even our securities with enough training and large muscles could not stop her. She swang her body around the office, and several random things flew around her, forming in a spiral. The wind went stronger, with drops of humid waters splashing outwards. As the suspic

Wake Louchette Seeing the hand of our guard in suit touched Sarah's arm, I felt distracted and assumed that I wasn't affected by what he did. I knew that he was doing his job, but there was this strange feeling of mine that I cannot avoid. As we walked towards the entrance, I kept looking away, glancing everywhere, and I can't avoid being guilty of what I was doing.