I was condemned to this life of monotony. 

Rotting in mold thriving in the paucity of movement, my heart grew numb. Willow trees cast suffocating shadows, reflections of my dissonant feelings of guilt. Bedeviled by the stench of my own demise, meeting you was a breath of summer air. 

“What must stop me from thinking of you night and day?”

I hold my reservations in fear of losing you to death and fate. Vines crept to seek any warmth in my heart, none for that matter. 

Beauty and terror thrived where love cannot, although in its absence, our friendship blossomed.

Consequential spears penetrate two lovers. The acquiescent amulet unleashed its entity.

Their child gazed at the mirage across the divide.  

It inexorably dissipated.

“Who are you to deny me?” it roars.

A wyvern.

He is hunted by a clan, by his lover’s father in vengeful grimace. 

An illness cursed the chief’s firstborn as the wyvern embodied.   

A forbidden love was his solace.

He gambles his mortality for Sol, to the wyvern that cheats him of life for her salvation.

Azari lies in his own velvet.

Perhaps Azari will love Sol forever.

Blink. I see death. Visions of decaying flora, ashy welkins, murky waters, hell on earth. These fatalistic images are all my foresight will show me.

Blink. I see my grandkids, questioning my sad look.

“You will hear the earth’s cries. Answer her call.”

I withered as the trees, watching the future unfold. I see my grandkids sprouting, influencing widely. 

My guidance planted the seed, the cause of their unremitting resolve. Marina’s forefront goal is to free creatures trapped in befouled waters. Avis’ driving force: a dream of a clear atmosphere. Through them: flora flourished, air clean, crystal oceans, earthly heaven.

In the medieval period lived a kingdom on an esplanade, bordered by a swath of grass, ruled by a puissant monarchy. On a dreary day, Rolan was gazing through an oriel; he saw a maiden enter the castle. She captured his heart; the affinity between them blossomed into roses with painful thorns. 

Valerie despised this; she poisoned the Maid, causing her eyes to disappear. In distress, Rolan seeks their apothecary, learning that venom stung the Maid’s eye. That same toxin was in Valerie’s dresser. Mortified, Valerie fled. In time, Rolan ascended the throne, while the Maid lived silently alongside him.

The IV’s sound lingers in her room, phone unchecked by her bedside.

Dread stops her from moving, paralyzed.

Her chest tightened.

She squeezed her eyes shut before the door burst open.

“Idania! Are you okay?” a friend’s voice asked, and pressure was lifted from her chest. Her phone forgotten by her bedside.

5 questions:
1. What does the IV mean? It gives us the impression of being in a hospital. Does this connect with her mental struggles or does it symbolize something else?
2.  What does the 'bzzt' sound signify? Based on the title, I am assuming they are homework reminders. Could they be notifications for something else too?
3. What exactly are Idiana's struggles? 
4. What is the relationship between Idiana and her friend? How did their friendship begin? What has Idiana's friend done for her in the past to help her in her struggles?
5. How will Idiana progress as a character in this story? Will this be a story only be about her hardships? Or will there be growth and recovery for Idiana?

2. Did the maid love Rolan back? Is it only one-sided?

3. How would you further expand the story? What other details would you add?

4. Why was Valerie so driven to poison the maiden when the story had only shown one interaction between Rolan and the maid?

5. What happened to Valerie after she fled?