--Thunderstorm--
The
sandy, bright beaches of sunny Comodo transformed at night.
What
was a bright little town during the day was shrouded over with a mist
of intrigue and of mystery, spanning wide over the seafront and past
the massive volcano that stood in its center. Rich lights of varying
hues from pink to purple and blues illuminated the wooden dance
stages and gave the sand a mystical, magical appearance.
Anyone
looking for a wholesome, pure experience did not come to Comodo in
the late h

--Unprepared--
Yune
did not like it when something was out of his control.
And
that was particularly true for things that affected him in some way.
Emotions and thoughts influenced by said emotions were easily
manipulated, subdued, repressed, and dealt with accordingly. He never
concerned himself with them too much. They didn't pose any lingering
threat to his plans or day-to-day life.
Unfortunately
for him, Farona had a way of getting under his skin that took a lot
of getting used to. In fact,

Stained
Glass (Part 5):
Big
Plans
Waking
was sometimes harder than the fitful nights of sleeping. Accepting
reality as reality was for her right now was never an easy thing for
Farona to face.
In
a few short days, her world had crumbled and cracked into a bunch of
sharp, oblong pieces. They didn't fit back together to make a whole
or even make an image that could hold together for longer than a few
seconds before reality shattered them anew. And they opened more and
more wounds and cuts when sh

--Scars--
Sometimes,
she wondered, how can I touch
him?
Is
there a way to brush the surface of that part inside of him that he
doesn't want to believe is there? How do I unearth it? How do I reach
the other side of this stubborn, complicated man?
No
matter what Yune claimed, what he said, what he did, Farona knew that
there was more. Naturally, she was uncertain of how to take the truth
behind a lot of his actions. He had done terrible things and no doubt
planned to do even more. There was no de

---Stained
Glass Part 4: Black
& White---
"Checkmate."
A
middle-aged priest sat back in his chair, studying the board in front
of him. And then, he smiled with a little guffaw of a laugh,
shrugging his shoulders at his opponent---someone half his size,
sitting on the other side of the small table.
"You
got me again, Yune," he conceded with a sigh. "Are you sure
you never learned to play chess before? You're a natural."
"Never,"
the young acolyte boy an

--Stained
Glass - Part 3: Fragments--
When
the blinding white light faded and color seeped back into her vision,
Farona saw green---green grass, green trees, green
foliage----familiar
green, all around her.
Payon.
More
specifically, she had been transported to Archer Village in the
northern section of the town. A few of the old archery targets and
boards were still raised near the tool dealer's shop in the upper
right, half-shrouded by trees, and birds sang cheerfully in the
treetops, frolickin

--Stained
Glass Part 2: The Only Path--
How
she managed to fall asleep in his arms after everything he had done,
Farona didn't even understand, herself.
But
she had.
Perhaps
utter exhaustion had gotten the better of her. After all, in a single
night's time, she had been burdened with a truth that nothing could
have possibly prepared her for. The revelation in its entirety was a
heavy weight to bear on both her mind and her heart. Her emotions and
body were equally drained.
Yune
Hiraze. The name

--Stained
Glass (Part 1)--
A
peaceful dusk began to settle over the land of Rune-Midgard, bringing
with it a light breeze that spoke of a cool night to come. The church
of Prontera was quiet - all of the priests and priestesses, acolytes,
and sisters had long since retired to their sleeping quarters in the
small set of houses nearby, leaving the church itself completely
empty.
That
is, except for one young woman, who stood alone in the east wing
chapel, staring out of an open window. For a long