𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞

She can’t expect to say something like that and have him not ask follow up questions. For example: “Sugar?”

𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. Or so all believes. If one comes to my door, it is because they need 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩. Attire changing in a huff of smoke to one more befitting of the title of 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. Opening the door with a push. Eyes fixating on the small. . .Girl—? “Good morning, —

at my front door to disrupt it all. The sigh that departed was evident enough. Not even a singular sip was granted before duty called. Mug placed on the counter before approaching the door. Yes, the mornings is the most vulnerable. That said. . .𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞—

purposely withheld many of their tricks as a cruel joke. Regardless, the body rises. Daily routine complete and coffee made. The greatest invention be it magic or not. A morning wave to Wong. A spectral phasing head scratch to Bats— 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤— . . .And a knock—

Mornings. Always the most dangerous part of any day. The body still wakes. The senses are most vulnerable. Even for a man such as myself. The time of day when the sun rises, is the most difficult. Or perhaps it is just my old age catching up with me? Perhaps the Ancient One—

It seems his break is over. Once more the Sorcerer Supreme is needed.

And then maybe, just maybe, we will have a chance of 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥. #EQUINOX

“. . .” Zatanna’s disgust for this individual had infected me. He truly did have a way of being an unmatched abomination. “We will accept your declaration.” Voice finally breaking the silence. Speaking for the both of us. “How much time do we have? Before you arrive with—

to display your dominance over us. Over all within your reach. Why? Would it not simply be easier to finish us and be done with this sick game?” #EQUINOX

an insult.” To slay children without remorse. Direct and with aim. Not accidental. Not within the casualty of war. “You are no monster. You are something far worse. . .A monster. . .Is too kind for 𝐲𝐨𝐮. You have the capacity to remove our magic. You put on this show just—

escape. And yet, once again, nothing. I’m forced to watch a scene every 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 fears. Watching children die with no way to save them. One after another the bodies fall. One by one I make a mental note. Their names and last words inscribed on my brain. Whether this was—

see to the end. Neither of us will be able to talk her out of it. Our efforts are best placed at helping the child. And I know how now. “Do we have a deal, Ferin?” #SEARCHFORTHEAEGIS x #ETERNIA

𝐄𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨 was activated in secret. Some believed the holy relic only to dispel lies. Correct, it does do that. However, that is the explanation I give to the 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 individuals. The 𝐄𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 lies. One—

His tone makes my heart, as black as it may be, feel pity. Neither of these two wanted this life. And yet, the hands of fate passed it unto them. That, I can relate. A moment of silence to gather my words. The entire time the conversation had transpired, the—

at a larger risk. I 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞. I will ensure she lives. I will ensure she wakes and is healthy. But, I will not succumb her to continuing this cycle. There must be another way. I will find it. Even if it cost my own corporeal form.” #ETERNIA x #SEARCHFORTHEAEGIS

for a mere 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 rather than a 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧?! This child deserves not a stay of execution. She deserves a 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄!“ Silence. My anger peaked. Not just at Ferin, but at the mere thought. I’ve seen this before. A young life tormented for all eternity by a—

questions. This is a foreign magic. One dripped in curse and forbidden techniques. But, for now, I allow him his moment to explain. I wait and I listen. And I listen 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. And eventually. . . “Are you 𝐌𝐀𝐃?” I decide to 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 and 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤.

fully begin my thoughts. Noting his shift in appearance. He was scared. No, 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 was a better word. “I’m going to go on a limb and make an educated guess that, by 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, you are not referring to 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬?” #𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐗