Boulevard

We have all heard the legends of great wizards, but do we know how those stories begin? Ardan Egobar, a young man living in a remote corner of the New Monarchy Empire, does not. He doesn't realize that this story is about him. Not yet... In a world where steam locomotives chug along iron rails, where massive airships hover in the skies, where in the cities you might encounter orcs in suits involved in organized crimes, dwarves with cigars controlling major banks, or elves strutting down fashionable boulevards, where humans have built vast nations on the brink of a world war, almost anything seems possible. Maybe, in such a world, even an ordinary young man, the last of the mountain hunters, might one day become the greatest wizard in history.

Suffering... This word has become something I'm used to. It often accurately describes my situation. Depressing isn't it? I lost my dad, Killed my mom, basically life takes away everything I find good, but I'll never give up. I'll never accept defeat, I'll never bow in submission to life and everything it throws at me. I Jena boulevard will become the most powerful being and destroy all of life for that is the only way I deem fit to return the merciless treatment I've been through.

One last glance at him, one last glance at the penthouse suite, and then I was a minuscule creature below the grand marble arch entrance of the penthouse suite; the residence of the wealthy in the suburbs. Then I took a few steps further to the boulevard ahead of me. I dared not turn back for I might just change my mind and run back to his suite; knocking like crazy on his door, begging him to let me in. The breeze became more volatile the further I left the boulevard. I walked towards the coastline. Sand made its way into my ballet flats, causing my skin to feel its rough friction against my flats, but I was too determined to be distracted by it. Then I walked towards the rising tide. I saw waves; its crests subtle and light in movement. Now, at the edge of land and sea, the sun had yet to shine and the moon yet to fade away. I felt that I was here; I knew I was here; I could feel my joy and my sorrow; everything and nothing flashed before me. I brushed the flapping shawl away from my chest and touched the icy cold moonstone at my neck. I felt the weight of the world in a tiny moonstone; a stone which had been with me throughout my life, dangling in front of me like a sacred pendant. Gazing at the stone, I knew I could no longer keep it. That time had passed. I wanted to move on, and the stone reminded me of all that was; the pain, the joy, the sorrow.

Two childhood friends. A woman. Obsessing over the melody. Yearning to be known. Craving to play. A man. Obsessing over her sound. Yearning for her attention. Craving her love. - Her infatuation towards the euphonious melody of the piano left her oblivious to the desirous male who indulges in his fantasies of intimacy and lust. - Escaping the comfort of her small hometown, Belle Evans impulsively moved to the big city of Seattle, Washington in hopes to express her melody and become known. After three years of appeasing her routinely mundane life with small gigs, she receives a call to perform at Boulevard des Rêves, one of the most luxurious, well-known restaurant in the country, and is unexpectedly reunited with her childhood friend, Damien Atlas. When her life once again becomes intertwined with Damien's, Belle accidentally discovers his darkest secret, turning their relationship from close friends to an intense passion she never felt before. Caught between her dreams and her undiscovered desires, freedom and bondage, she must learn to accept her feelings or she will lose her childhood friend forever.