Chapter 142:“The Indigo Child”
Waking up beside Jade again was like a dream come true. Cicero was worried that if he got up, he’d see that Doctor Disappointment again and realize that it really was all just a dream. Maybe that’s why that mer called himself that?
As great as it felt to catch up on much-needed sleep and to feel the warmth of Jade in his arms, he had to go. The thought of meeting up with her again after everything was taken care of spurred him on. A new and promising life lay before them and it was just a matter of time before he could embrace it. Whatever it was that was coming, Cicero wanted
Chapter 126:“Further Down the Rabbit Hole”
Cicero inhaled deeply as he awoke on the floor of the temple between the pews. The memories of that strange dream were instantly recalled along with the realization that he was still in Oblivion.
“Shh. You are safe,” his mother hummed quietly as she stroked his hair. He was laying with his head on her lap. He remained still as he collected his thoughts, his eyes drifting down to see Eris curled up against his torso fast asleep.
“Why am I here?” Cicero whispered to himself, “I shouldn't be here.”
“Everything is as it should be
Chapter 125:“What to Expect When You Weren't Expecting”
Miss Ruby had expressed concern about Sebastian's odd behavior to Phillip. She requested that he check on his cousin. Of course, nothing would be odd for someone as backward as Seb unless he began acting normal. None the less, Phillip agreed to find out what was going on.
The two men hadn't really spoken much in the last few days since the news of the 'family addition' was shared. It wasn't uncommon for them to go weeks without speaking even while having dinner together every night. But Phillip knew that this was a bit more of a delicate situation than slightly over
Chapter 122:“Nall and Void”
“I never thought I'd say this,” Nazir grumbled from the doorway of the Dawnstar master bedroom, “But it's going to be difficult putting things back together without the Knower's assistance.”
Mother dropped an armful of rolled-up papers and journals on the small table in the corner and took a seat. She rubbed her brow above her bandaged eye and inhaled deeply through her nose.
“Cicero is busy. He will return. He always returns,” she sighed.
“My concern is not whether or not he will come back, but rather with how we will progress with the Uprising
Not bad, had loads going on recently though, namely needing eye surgery on both eyes around 30 years earlier than I should have Aside from that, I am ok thanks I wish you all the luck and support I can find, I have been there before. You can do it my friend, stay positive no matter what happens and you will come through it