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Chapter Twelve

Night had fallen and Megan hadn't got home from work yet. There was an unease running through the house between Randy and Angelo, and I eventually left my mothers side to sit in the living room. I had found the crystal dagger lying next to the couch on the floor. Holding it brought me back to the fight with Grousteus-- my mother lifeless on the floor. She had asked me run away--and if I had been able to move...I might have.

I kept thinking about it, replaying the scene in my head until my body ran cold and thick shadows crept up the walls. I'd been waiting for something to click. To understand what was happening to me. Why didn't any of this information about reincarnation or my having half of a soul not affect me as much as it should? But, the longer I thought and the more I went over the idea of magic and other wolds existing-- it didn't surprise me. This wasn't something that I had never heard of, there were many religions that talked about reincarnation-- the only difference is that reincarnation could take place on other plain of existence and in-between time and space. Science has already confirmed that alternate dimensions exist, why not other worlds?

Even knowing that, even seeing it, not being surprised didn't mean I had accepted the reality of the situation. My mother was suffering because of a me that couldn't protect her in another life. I was living with half of a soul. I wasn't sure what a fate like that would bring me, but having been subjected to ignoring people my whole life-- I wondered if maybe this was the reason I had always felt so disconnected with my peers. I had always blamed it on my lack of needing to fit in. My goals were to become a doctor or a vet, then live with my mother on some farm with plentiful of animals to take care of. Retire her from working with the fashion industry when she was ready, and offer a steady life. I didn't need love, that wasn't in the plan as of late. Sure, I had some crushes, but the future is always uncertain with relationships like that-- and I was too young to really make a judgement call.

I twist the dagger around my fingers, observing my reflection in it's cloudy face. My features were tired-looking and my eyes were drooping slightly. My hair a tousled mess atop my head.

Sighing, I lay back against the couch. The room was silent, besides from some low murmuring in the kitchen across from me. I was informed we would be leaving later this evening to Salcyra, but Megan hadn't arrived yet. She was late.

After another hour or so I decided to take a nap, letting my ailing body lie limp on the saggy couch.

"Felix." When I woke, Angelo was towering over me with a backpack over his shoulder and a baggy full of different types of nuts. "We're getting ready to go, now. Might want to grab an extra pair of eyeballs and whatever skin you have left and before we leave."

I wasn't sure what bothered me more: the fact that I couldn't tell if he was serious or not or the fact that I wished he were telling the truth. My eyes were burning and any light that was on in the living room was giving me a gruesome headache, and the skin on my back was still raw and continued to feel like a nasty sunburn.

Randy was standing with his wife, Megan, who looked like she had been under a rainstorm on her way home. Her short bobbed white hair was slick and damp, hanging in clumps around her shoulders. She also had a sack strapped around her back, looked to be homemade with some thick yarn and rope, and wearing a large coat that extended to the middle of her calves. Megan wasn't the most fit of people, but she was a joyous woman-- a copy of Randy with some more spunk and hipster vibes to her. She was standing beside Randy, they looked to be deep into conversation with one another.

"Alight." Angelo swept toward the couple. "I think that'll be all. Are we set to go?"

"As soon as you get Meredith." Megan snapped her fingers at Angelo with an impatience that contrasted the smile across her face. When Angelo turned his back to her and left the smile dimmed. "I can't believe we're taking the boy." She said to Randy.

"We cant hide him forever." He kissed his wife gently, reassuringly, and I turned away to give them a second of privacy. I had dropped the dagger onto the floor again during my nap; picking it up I stood and shoved it into my coat pocket. I had changed into one of Randy's old button-up shirts and I couldn't fit into his jeans so I was still wearing my own dirty ones. My shoes were old worn out sneakers that my mother had bought me for the Christmas holiday a year prior; and I hadn't exchanged them for anything else since. it didn't bother me so much that the soles were starting to separate from the base of the shoe too much. I also had a nice deep crimson red coat on that Angelo had given me, rather insistently, after I hadn't moved from my mother's bedside until nightfall. It was eventually cool outside and he had come to check up on me. 

Angelo had come out from the hallway entrance with my mother cradled in his arms. She looked small pressed against his chest, with her head bent over and lips parted while she slept. Anyone could have easily mistaken her for a child.

"Okay." Randy walked over to me, his one brown eye looking into my face. I wasn't sure what he was thinking, but it looked like he had something to get off of his chest. "I must tell you, Felix, that when we do arrive in Salcyra-- it will be a shock. There will be things you will not understand right away. There will be people who will stare, and people you will want to stare at. There are going to be technologies different from that of Earth and some things less advanced than that of Earth. Salcyra is like the world of the borrowers. We can visit Earth, interact on minute levels before we start to see changes in our bodies. Your mother is an example of what happens when someone stays too long in the After without being reincarnated. You, will forever be the special case. We don't know how your body is going to react when returning to the Before.

"You will be forced to meet with the council, the Kinhund, before making a quest out to find the rest of your soul. The first thing we must do is get their permission to keep you in the Before. So, I ask that when we arrive-- do not make your presence known to others. You will keep your head down and don't talk to anyone. You got that, my boy?"

I hesitated, knowing that what he was asking might prove to be difficult. But I knew I had to do whatever it took to help my mother so we could go back to a normal life. That was all I wanted.

I nod, and with that: we were on our way to the world Before.

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