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Memoirs 309 - A teacher's farewell

For a time, Scarlett walked through an empty expanse, each step resonating with a strange, weightless gravity. The air was thick yet hollow, pressing against her like an unseen presence. Shadows flickered at the edges of her vision — wavering mirages that gradually coalesced, shaping themselves...

Memoirs 308 - Baptism

Arlene regarded Scarlett in silence, her expression neutral. “You’re here to learn from me?”

“…Yes. That is correct,” Scarlett said, studying her closely.

For a moment, Arlene’s eyes narrowed, as if peeling back layers of meaning in Scarlett’s words. Then her expressio...

Memoirs 307 - A forgotten meadow

Scarlett couldn’t explain how she knew, but Arlene had left a trace — a faint, almost intangible connection that pulled at her like a whispered call. It was startlingly easy to follow, a subtle current weaving through the incorporeal spaces that touched the Hall of Echoes. Using the power bor...

Memoirs 306 - A teacher's help

Scarlett did not see what happened to the Anomalous One. The sky, the landscape, the entire Memory were engulfed in Arlene’s blinding inferno, rendering it nearly impossible to see beyond the raging flames. She could only make out how every ember and flare seemed to converge upon the Anomalous ...

Memoirs 305 - Past and to the future

As the world around them twisted, Scarlett felt the air thicken, as if bracing for some profound upheaval. The stone chamber where they had stood began to dissolve at the edges, its walls bending, splintering, and re-forming until an entirely new landscape stretched out before them. They now stoo...

Memoirs 304 - Doubles

“Am I to take that as a threat?” Scarlett asked sharply as flames flickered at her feet, casting a fiery glow that danced in the rising heat.

The other Scarlett regarded her impassively. “No. Not from me, at the very least. As I have said, I am scarcely capable of posing a threat to y...

Memoirs 303 - Anomaly

The other Scarlett’s eyes lingered on Scarlett, her expression unreadable as she slowly rose from her seat. Around them, the scene of the office began to dissolve, its edges fading into a dim expanse of dusky, twilit sky, shrouded in heavy grey mist creeping from the horizon. Endless rifts of w...

Memoirs 302 - Meet the Hartfords

“Scarlett… Scarlett!” A faint, youthful voice pierced the fog of Scarlett’s consciousness as the world around her gradually sharpened into focus. From the indeterminate haze, vague shapes began to form, her senses slowly returning.

“Scarlett!”

She blinked, lowering her gaz...

Memoirs 301 - Facing off against the villainess

The oppressive air in the chamber hummed with burgeoning magic as the freshly-formed echoes wasted no time casting their spells. Gaspar’s eyes narrowed dangerously, quickly assessing the situation.

“Penney,” he barked, turning to the magister. “Handle those echoes with the others. I...

Memoirs 300 - Noble echoes

As a whole, Gaspar did not know what to make of the Hall of Echoes’ inner sections. Their purpose eluded him entirely. Like many of the remnants left behind by the ancient Zuver, deciphering the creators’ intentions felt much like chasing shadows. Yet the Zuver had designed these chambers wit...

Memoirs 299 - Vail

Scarlett’s eyes locked on Vail, her mind racing with questions. This woman wasn’t supposed to be part of this Memory. So how did she appear here? And what was the deal with those rifts that seemed to follow behind her?

Arlene stood motionless across from Vail, tension thic...

Memoirs 298 - Burning nights

Scarlett stepped into the village square, her gaze fixed on the flames ahead. They hadn’t yet spread to consume all of Freymeadow, but from the many times she had witnessed this scene, she knew it was only a matter of time.

Her eyes shifted to the wooden platform at the center of the squa...

Memoirs 297 - Standards

Scarlett hadn’t known what to expect inside Arlene’s house, but even so, she felt a twinge of disappointment. She had never entered this place in the game or in Freymeadow, yet it was as unremarkable as one might expect from a rural village like this. Sparse, worn furniture filled the space, ...

Notice - Chapter will be out tomorrow

Somewhat late head's up that tonight's chapter will be delayed to tomorrow (again). As mentioned last time, I prefer to avoid delaying chapters when possible, but sometimes it's the best option, and your understanding is very much appreciated. Though I will have to see...

Memoirs 296 - New-old meadows

“What happened to you?”

Scarlett’s question lingered as they made their way through the dense forest, pushing aside the thick underbrush. Arlene leaned heavily on her, one arm draped over Scarlett’s shoulder for support. Although Scarlett had given her healing potions, they hadn’t...

Memoirs 295 - Battlefields

Scarlett took in her surroundings, careful not to inhale too much of the smoke swirling under the dark orange glow of the setting sun. The ruined settlement ahead might have once been a simple fortification of some kind, with partially broken stone walls scattered throughout and the charred remai...

Memoirs 294 - Conversations with oneself

Scarlett stared down at the young girl beside her, a cocktail of wariness and incredulity coiling tightly within her. The younger Scarlett was back. She hadn’t expected her to reappear now, and certainly not in a memory tied to Arlene.

Her gaze darted around the room. Arlene and the other...

Memoirs 293 - Army hearings

Scarlett frowned.

Her gaze lifted to the vast expanse of blue sky above, the sun’s bright rays blinding as they filtered through a few wispy clouds. It was hard to believe all of this wasn’t real, but going by what The Gentleman told her, it had to be fake one way or another. Interstiti...

Notice - Chapter tomorrow

Due to some scheduling conflicts, today's chapter is postponed will be postponed until tomorrow. I prefer not to delay chapters when possible, but sometimes it's far preferable over the alternative. My apologies, but also thanks for understanding (if you bothered doing that).

Memoirs 292 - Whatever does she feed them?!

Gaspar’s eyes widened as he stared at the sight before him. He had witnessed countless arcane occurrences throughout his life and was intimately familiar with most all contemporary barriers and defensive spells. There were few that the Rising Isle’s wizards did not have in their vast repertoi...

Memoirs 291 - Extrications

Scarlett looked down at the cat before her, locking eyes with its deep amethyst irises, its pupils reflecting the dim light like polished glass.

“Hello, Empress,” she finally said.

Empress cocked her head to the side, her gaze unwavering as she studied Scarlett, tail moving lazily...

Memoirs 290 - The other end

Gaspar scowled, his grip tightening on his staff as he surveyed the narrow hallway before them. Behind him, the murmurs of his junior wizards and colleagues formed the dull hum of discussion and half-formed theories. Though he was more than loath to admit it, having the Baroness here might have b...

Memoirs 289 - What you find in the mirror

Scarlett’s gaze swept across the courtyard. Unlike the parlour, this place was unmistakable, no matter what year it was. It looked almost exactly as it had before the Cabal’s attack and the ashenwraith dragon’s appearance. At its heart stood a fountain, surrounded by four meticulously manic...

Memoirs 288 - Relations

Scarlett’s gaze darted between Arlene and the woman’s two siblings. Had she been transported to another point in time? Into another memory, or whatever this was?

Her eyes moved across the room, noting the opulent furnishings and the ornate paintings lining the walls. The parlour boasted...

Memoirs 287 - Payback

Scarlett stared at the girl before her, struggling to process what she saw. This was Arlene, but younger — a teenage version of the woman she knew.

Her gaze shifted to the two youths seated beside Arlene as she took them in. To Arlene’s left was an older girl, perhaps in h...

Memoirs 286 - An...unfamiliar meadow?

Gaspar’s eyes widened as the Baroness vanished in a brilliant burst of light, illuminating the chamber with a momentary blaze. The sudden radiance left afterimages dancing before his eyes, and he blinked rapidly, trying to clear his vision.

“Scarlett!” Rosa, the bard, cried out. Gaspa...

Memoirs 285 - The Hall of Echoes

“Is this the state in all the chambers?” Scarlett asked gravely.

Gaspar’s reply was equally somber. “In every chamber of the Hall that we have managed to explore, yes.”

Before them loomed an immense doorway, flanked by colossal doors carved out of thick stone, each inscribed...

Notice - brief break

Hello good folk. Apologies for the short notice, but I wanted to inform all of you that I'll be away this coming week and as such won't be releasing any chapters during it (I meant to post this notice last time, but it kind of got lost among everything else).

The releases will return to th...

Memoirs 284 - Echoing warnings

Scarlett arched an eyebrow as she regarded Yamina’s strange form — a shimmering blue projection that flickered faintly at the edges. “That is quite the unusual appearance, Miss Ward,” she remarked. “If memory serves, you were considerably less…ethereal during our last meeting.”

Memoirs 283 - Remunerations

A sharp, impressed whistle pierced the air beside Scarlett, prompting her to turn her head slightly.

“Now that’s what I’d call a dragon’s hoard worth its salt,” Rosa said in approval. “Well, a small dragon’s hoard, maybe, but it still counts.”