It’s not like Pipper to concern himself with things that aren’t any of his business. The rational part of his brain tells him to let it go and simply be thankful that there’s another survivor, but his heart is saying something else. Something questionable about what happened. And how Lucas managed to survive. He looked around and his head was spinning as time seemed to slow down. Slowing, slowing…and stopping. It’s Lucas, back leaned against the chair with stark blue eyes staring at him. Eyes flashing defiance. “Pipper, are you alright? You seemed tense.” Pipper laughs softly. “Maybe not. I’ve always disliked assemblies like this. We have had them since we were kids. And the normies always bullid us whenever we are at one, saying we don't belong there...” As the two conversed, Cecilli and Dalton watched how the two acted. It’s not just Pipper who has an odd feeling with this man. It’s how Lucas' actions had changed. His strong personality was charismatic before. Now he seems para

“I will go have dinner prepared and bring it up to your room. If possible, can you get Dalton and Pip too? Those two are still sleeping on the meadow, right?” “Sure, I will get them later.” The Sorcerer turned away and Kane went inside the bathroom. His head was swimming with too many thoughts. The bathroom was warm, a stark contrast to the rest of the house. He recalled the practice he had with the Sorcerers. How intense they were. He even remembered when Tahani yelled at him for being soft on the Sorcerers. So he used his power to drag all of them along to the waterfalls. A deep pool swirled, and a short waterfall cascaded from above. It was the voice inside his head’s idea, really. “Ingenious,” Kane whispered. ‘I am.’ The deep voice answered. There was what could only be a toilet in front of him, rustic as it was. Kane eyed it for a moment, reminded of porta-potties on Earth. It was a bit distasteful, and then he noticed the sound of water running through it. Self-cleaning

The setting sun transformed the waters of the sea into a vast ocean of molten gold, the sky painted with swathes of purple, pink and copper. Leeno took in a deep breath, the sharp tang of saltwater filling his nostrils. A warm breeze was blowing, ruffling his hair slightly and he closed his eyes for just a moment, savoring the feeling of it, trying to forget everything else but this moment. Even so, his mind kept dragging itself back to the Celestial being in his dreams. Blue eyes, hair that looks like a lion’s mane and then he was wearing a red and white tunic with a hint of blue. Leeno glanced at the woman beside him. His sister, Leona had taken off her sandals and she walked barefoot on the white sandy beach, pausing every few steps to wriggle her toes in the sand as if she was trying to get more sand in between her toes. Her face seemed to mirror what he felt inside, a keen determination to just not think about other things, to cease worrying about what had happened and what wo

And suddenly, there was a sudden recoil and Fraco found himself being pulled into an infinite vortex. Like he was standing still, yet his soul was up in a different dimension. And all he could see was stars. “What is happening? What is this?”‘Relax your soul.’Fraco and his soul were dragged into a different world. And what he saw when he opened his eyes was otherworldly.A scenario so familiar that he had seen before. Where the sun and moon and stars can be seen together. Where there is darkness and light. He was in the twilight zone once more. And he saw two beings standing face to face.One is familiar to him for he had seen and dreamt of this majestic being so many times. A man of white gold, brown, and red appeared from the rumble.The man was wearing a long robe which dragged against the clouds. It has patterns of fire embroidery on its smooth silk. The man's hair was long and coarse and it dragged along his back. From afar he looked like a graceful lion wearing a mane.Rowan

Fraco and Leona were snapped out of their trance, their souls coming down from the other dimension along with the souls of the Celestials. The sun was streaming in through the window and both of them glanced around, wondering why the Earth was trembling.Leona was shaking her head, and as she looked at him, her eyes widened in horror. “Fraco, do you feel that?” Another tremor, she grabbed onto Fraco’s shoulder and gasped. “Fraco… can you feel it? The Earth is shaking.” She paused when a disgusting feeling assaulted her senses. What is going on this time?There was a loud pounding on the door and it flew open. There were at least twenty men and women standing outside the door, staring at them. Daimon and Gwendolyn were standing in front a grim look on their faces. Both looked angry, disgusted. Terrified.Fraco and Leona stood up, moving between the door and the bed. A man pushed himself to the front of the crowd, slightly middle-aged and tall. It was the Supremacist, Theodore. Fraco