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What if- What if the world you know was just shadows and illusion? Heard that pitch before, haven't you? A hidden world, the REAL world hidden away from you, a secret world a world where magic and mystery you always knew was real, and this pale imitation was the reflection… what if... What if it WASN’T. What if you found a fantasy world that was so real you could visit it? A forgotten doorway in a used bookstore, a untouched grove in a well traveled forest, a mysterious corner that you turned in a back alley. What if you went there, a world where dreams are truth and magic shapes the world. Where fairies live and the fae echo t

In the darkness between the daylight of the waking world and the shadows of your worst nightmares, a war is being waged. We cannot hope to win this war, but we fight it anyway, for the innocents to live just one more day in ignorance and peace. These are the chronicles of the Shadow Wars. - Darien Phynix Black, Hunter. Dirty water drips down on me from the neon lights overhead, slithering down my trenchcoat in oily lines. It's raining again. Why does it always rain when just before I go out on a Hunt? It's like it knows somehow. The Shadows like the rain. My nose twitches as I turn down an alleyway, the bright neon of the street behind me f

 Old wood, and water, and rain. The old wood beneath my feet is wet. Wet with the small river of water that runs under it as the sky slowly lets loose a patter of rain. The smell of wet wood and memories drift up. Is it the wood or the smell? Or just the memories that are so clear? Scenes of playing in the damp wood after a rain, and the gentle patter upon the leaves and the wood of the damp forest floor. Old wood, and water, and rain. The small river runs under my feet, mingling with the wet, damp, soaking smell of the wood, still sturdy under the years of my feet and others. It carries away small twigs and bits of leaves, a