A Light in the Dark (Symphonic)

Whoo! I've been spending more time playing the game than writing about it, so I have a lot to catch up on.

Alanna cleared Symphonic, all is well there, though the 'logic' requirement snuck up on me and I'm not sure how.

Ah well.

So then she met a teenager at the park, and I had her nail him down two days after he became YA - sadly, that is to say, after he had an unfortunate engagement with another woman (a werewolf).

Who, ironically, ended up being one of the kids' boss, but we're getting ahead of ourselves!

Then I had him get the science career, and then he got alien pregnant. And then he had the baby in the middle of his work day so he's no longer a scientist.

Instead, he got Fortune Teller. Hooray. I hate charisma as a skill. It's super useful but I hate to level it. I also hate careers that start out with "Hi I'm basically a part time career and my only metric is how happy you are!" I hate Fortune Teller on principle. But it'd be nice to be able to do The Magic.

Zach's traits:

Brave (Rebel trait)
Couch Potato
Social Butterfly
Good
Hopeless Romantic
Mooch

There are worse traits in the world, especially since he still has a good chunk of his adult life left.

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I applied at the local theater, figuring that if I intended to improve my skills further, I would need funding - if only to acquire a guitar. Imagine my surprise when I was immediately recruited to manage the band!

I bought some new furnishings, even scoring a sweet deal on an old guitar. My ascent through the ranks of the musical "prodigies" who were my peers was relatively fast. It felt like only a few weeks before I had the critics eating out of the palm of my hand, hanging on every magical tune I wove.

But I still hadn't perfected my masterpiece.

I found the boy - my muse, so to speak - one afternoon at the park.

Zach.

It isn't right to want someone half my age, I know that. But he isn't like other humans. He's ... different. Unique.

Without Thom in my life, I had no one but myself to care about, and that was the missing piece to my spellcraft. Love. It's a basic principle - if you don't care about anything enough, the big magic, the powerful spells, won't come. You have to care. You have to want.

On the evening I met Zach, I penned my spell, weaving it into a melody so beautiful, it would cause the very skies to weep.

I needed such power.

The Endless Winter isn't natural. I long suspected, but now I have proof. When I cast my melody forth into the heavens, it met fierce resistance. Another power - an evil, hateful power - eventually broke under my onslaught.

The weather of the world may never return to normal, but one day, soon, the sun will return to us.

Maybe no one will ever learn of my success, of my spell. Maybe I don't want them to.

It's time to turn my attention to the future.

The effects of the evil witch's spell aren't over - they have yet to diminish, much less dissipate - and there is the matter of the humans' trust.

There is the matter of trusting humans, as well.

I will start with Zach. We will have children, and then the world will see.

It's okay.

We can live again.