The music no longer sings to her. Their voices have been
stilled. Silenced by those whom profitted by their success--both producers and promoters. Silenced by her very awareness.
Music holds no that special place in her heart.
She is left with only the replays; the classic memories of days gone by the way. It left her empty inside. The emptiness
prior to her awakening is now replaced by another. Even though she found them, they are as far away as her enemies
had intended. And though she'd been heard to say, "I love his voice..."
It no longer touches her heart. Silenced by the industry who'd
made their millions off of him--silenced because they knew she knew who he was to her and why.
Now he sits alone in his expensive compound.
Waiting. Imprisoned by what he'd accomplished. But then, that had been the plan. The holding up of
his end of the Bargain.
But this time around things are now terribly
changed. By this time, last time he'd/they'd already had her in their protection. Making sure the Chronicles were
written and published. Making sure the truth was told in what ways were left to them. But-- in seeking to
protect her from the ugliness of past timelines, he himself changed the future. The Trials never happened. The
near fatal attempt on her life never happened.
But now he waits. Alone and somewhat engaged
in the remnants of his success. Waiting for her to make way toward him. And here it is that the struggle continues.
Changing what once occurred has its ramifications. Now they suffer the consequences.