This is the first chapter of a story I hope will go forward. I hope you enjoy it.
Sorin gasped, and leaned on a tombstone. He wasn't seeing any other Planeswalker in the swamp, but he felt a very dangerous presence nearby, and it was affecting his own magic. The graveyard was deadly quiet, besides his rasped breathing. That was the last thing he took notice, before his world turned black.
Jace closed his spellbook. A massive headache was forming in the back of his head, probably due to too long hours of studies and too short hours of troubled sleep. As his world began to spin, he cautiously locked his mind, in case another being was trying to access it. The dizziness didn't fade away, and consciousness lost its grip on him.
Garuck perched himself on a branch. The forest was warning him that a powerful creature was entering its borders, at an immense speed. His eyelids were heavy, and his body was tired. He had time to see a great shadow loom over him, before he fell asleep.
Chandra left the Blind Eternities in a hurry. She had managed to escape an angry mob that was chasing her. Sitting on a rock nearby, she laughed until her stomach hurt. Suddenly, something chilled her to the core. She couldn't turn around or flee; it was like an icy prison. Her senses shut down, one by one, until the only thing she could do was allow herself to sleep.
Gideon's sword clanked loudly on the ground. The warrior was slightly confused, as his hands began to shake. He had been fine just a moment ago! He wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and noticed that his arms were very tired; as was the rest of him. He leaned on the wall of the arena, and let sleep overtake him.
What do you think? I know it still hasn't got any plot, but it will come later. Tell what could be improved or your opinion. Bye!