Post by rhys alexander greyback on Mar 8, 2021 13:56:19 GMT -7
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
January 9, 2026
Savtaj Daniel MacMillan
Savtaj Daniel MacMillan
It was now later in the evening, Heliopath members came and went through the safe house and its few rooms the entire day. For the moment, Rhys had found a barstool to sit on in the corner. This 'floating' or whatever he would call this affliction made him feel that the best way to exist was to be standing and leaning on the walking stick Poe had found for him on the island. But his shoulders hurt from the strain of leaning on it, and so did his entire body, really. There hadn't been much time to rest. He'd been pouring over his notes and books on Runes since he'd returned, and they had talked about 'The Wyrdness' and what Eeva knew about druid stories and legends and just tried to gather how it all pieced together and what it all meant.
Rhys had determined that he could sit and sleep, but it was mainly an issue of the ground itself. Even after this many days, he wasn't comfortable. He was the only one affected, though, just as he had argued with Claire that morning about her constantly bumping into him. Some had physical manifestations, and others were more characterized by changes in behavior. He stared at the floor in thought though he held an open book of South American runes. Still, a voice pierced through the fog of his thoughts to get his attention. "What?"
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