Louis walks mournfully in his bedroom. A soft glow emits from a gem sitting upon his dresser. The gem is purple and slightly cracked, it’s also attached to a chain that sparkled. His dresser was dusty and cluttered with other items such as a lamp, some faded photographs, and crumbled up paper. The creaky windows bursted open and a cold breeze filled the room. He shuddered and struggled to shut the windows, he felt annoyed as if this happened often. He grabbed the necklace from the dresser and studied it, it was dark purple with a glowing aura. He glided his thumb across it, it was smooth with a small indent from the crack. He could see his reflection in it, his eyes looked sad and tired with soft purple underneath. He hasn’t slept in days.
How could he sleep? He had nightmares every night that caused him to wake up in the middle of the night. He was sure that never again would he get a full good night’s rest. That was until he had an idea. The stone was magical, there