The Good Ol' Days

That Chrysanthe hadn’t been seen was something Surreal had expected, deep down in her gut. And Arian had told her both about Syrinx’s death, and about the falling out between Epiphron and Azalea. ”I already knew about Syrinx. Arian told me when we met in the Willows.”

Their mothers message to those Erani had loved so well had been given, but as Surreal looked into Pips eyes, she could see the struggle to translate the Old Tongue. As Epiphron spoke hesitantly, Surreal nodded, then translated for her sister. ”I'm not gone forever. Look inside your hearts. If you love me as much as I love you, you will find me there. Never forget your dreams, children. Listen, and remember. Do not lose hope, hold on your goals. The family will not fall, whatever is thrown at us. We will not fail. I love you all.” Her eyes closed against the wave of sadness that wanted to burst free as she spoke, and as the last word left her lips, she clenched her jaws, willing her emotions to settle.

”I still don’t really know what she meant by us seeing her in our dreams…”

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think