Years Ago
A man who stood about 6’3” with a muscular build, leather gloves with spikes on, long fitting black pants with black suspenders and a button up white t-shirt had entered the headquarters of the Nakai Clan. He had a valiant blond mustache that curled at each end while also having a buzzed cut where one could very faintly see some blond hair making a comeback. He had marched straight towards the home of the chief, carrying a knapsack over his shoulder, and had pleaded to speak to the elder as it contained importance. A young Ken would come and answer the door.
Ken: Sorry, Mr. Berg, only my grandma is home.
: This…this is urgent Kenny. May I speak to your grandmother?
Ken nodded and retrieved his grandmother, Oba-O. And when she came, she had not given a single indication of her surprise that she had a visitor. Only that he was to come in straight to her domain. And the man would not question this.
Oba-O: I assume you are here for the same reasons that They have sent you, Bear Berg?
Bear: Yes. Well, no. I-I’m sorry? I’m here because…
Oba-O: Because the dead have told you otherwise.
Bear: No…yes…my wife…Marianna had written journals I hadn’t found till today…and I need your help. You’re the only one I could ever ask.
Oba-O: Is it because I helped her escape all those years ago?
Bear: That is what she said…but none of it makes any sense. I was there in the delivery room! I was there when she gave birth to my dear Alexis! But the letters, they say –
Oba-O: Quiet! The walls, the winds, they will deliver anything suspicions to Him. The gods have already informed me. You wish to save the young Evergreen, do you not?Bear: Yes. Please, save Terra. Save her. I’ll…I’ll do whatever I can, whatever the cost is. I can even give you…
He started rummaging through his knapsack and pulled out what appeared to be maps, plans, and very detailed notes that held when the guards would change, where the cult of the Evergreens would meet and when they were to all gather in one spot.
Bear: I have been spending months watching their every move, gaining intel and the sort and they appear to be meeting soon. But if your clan were to-
Oba-O: Then…it is how they foretold.
She stood up, all 4’8” of her standing up to a man twice her size. There was a sternness in her eyes, as if titles didn’t matter, that she could even stare down a goliath to do what she needed to get done. And to her, Bear Berg was just that, a goliath in human form.
Oba-O: Let me make something very clear, I would be betraying my clan because of this. However, in recent years, I have begun to wonder whether we have been making the right decisions. Whether the gods are going to punish us for the justice we haven’t been able to uphold. And…the murdering of a ten-year-old child is something I do not want to happen. I will…I will be sending my grandchild, Kenneth, to make the decision.
Bear: But Ken is just a child! You cannot send someone like him on this mission.
Oba-O: He has already proven himself worthy and has been blessed by the gods of old. What’s more, this is what they have predicted for every other path has wound up slimmer that the girl will ever be the hero they need her to be.
Bear: She’s just a child though, Oba-O.
Oba-O: Yes, a child of prophecy. And she will push many great changes onto this world. You must promise me that if she were to be saved, to send her to me as she has much work that needs to be done.
Bear: But she is just a child.
Oba-O: Yes, and soon that child will mature and grow insurmountable power. Power that will eventually oppose Him.
Bear had looked displeased, but what was he to do? He was pleading with the enemy of the Evergreens to save one of their own. A child who had done no wrong. A child who shouldn’t have been there in the first place. Regardless of his title, he would not be able to stand up to the might and power of the Evergreens.
Bear: Is there anything else?
Oba-O: Hide the journals your wife had written in Castle Faustus. Ask the fairies to hide it in the most private parts of the building where no one should ever find their way. And do not divulge any of it to your children.
Bear: Wh-why? They need to know!
Oba-O: As I have said before, Bear Berg. The walls, the winds, they will deliver the news to him. As they always do. And we have to be careful. The castle is the only place He cannot touch.
Bear only nodded and did nothing more than that. When he had left, he had ran into Chief Kyluhi. They looked at each other as if words were not needed to speak to one another. Then with that, Bear never set foot onto the headquarters of the Nakai clan until his dead corpse was to be buried within the Hallow Cemeteries just outside the facilities. Where Terra Evergreen was first, and last, invited too.
Monique ~~Present ~~
The three entered inside a wide room that had seats upon entrance for any onlookers. These onlookers consisted of students from Nell’s Academy, the people of Barkamsted and the owner of the Lucky Leprechaun. On the other side of the room were seats that had backs that were too far up. Seats that would sit the accuser, the council people of the tribe and the head. As they took their footsteps in, magical handcuffs were immediately placed onto Terra, Monique, and Lee. Lee looked with a miniscule curiosity and mild annoyance as he was not prepared to be on trial as well. Monique looked with much displeasure, and he just shook his head at her. Ben had sighed at the entire ordeal as he was just about done before the trial had even begun. Ben stood with his friends, more miffed than his tiny body could ever hold. Lee stood in the middle between Terra and Monique. The spacing was awkward, as if something else was supposed to appear within the eight inches they were from each other. Sweat profusely fell down her face, hands fidgeted so much the light blue chains could not stop rattle. He turned to Monique who was just furious with the entire situation. Possibly even more so since Lee was handcuffed. He simply smiled at her.
Lee, whispering: Just follow along for now, okay?
She nodded in agreement. They were all risen into platforms and had stands conjure right in front of them all while the council of five, the council men, had sat themselves on those gaudy chairs with the person she would recognize as Chief Kyluhi, Oba-O, Julie, and Ken. While Monique had never stood trial for any of her past crimes, she did know how to mask all of her fears, how to hide behind cloaked smiles. So, she patiently stood, waiting all the while deep down inside she actually had no idea how any of this was supposed to work. Ken was seen sitting right next to Julie, which was sort of near the council of five but far enough away that they wouldn’t be mistaken for any of them. Chief Kyluhi stood tall and menacing, the years of war was written all over his face and the only one to ever tremble in his presence was Terra as she had feared her friends would suffer for her.
Chief Kyluhi: We summon the minorlings who serve Sanctua, the God of Virtue and Justice and Vertiline the God of Justice and Truth, to come in as council to judge and pass verdict onto the three accused.
A magical circle appeared above, emanating an amethyst aura. Terra had stood there, shaking, and terrified while Lee had looked with boredom. Monique, however stared in utter fascination. Lights would rain down from the skies above and a female humanoid figure would appeared from it, floating from the ceiling, feet hoovering over the ground and standing even taller than Chief Kyluhi despite their feet never touching the floor. The being looked as if touching the floor was too much effort and remained floating above. She had long flowing wine hair, fair pale skin, and had on a bejewled eyepatch. From the eye she could see out of, it sparkled like blue topaz. She stared curiously at the beings she could see below. And then stared back at Chief Kyluhi. The chief suddenly bowed. The rest of the council, as well as Julie, readily rose and bowed all the same. Oba-O did not, she sat in her chair, glaring at the crowd. Ken did the same. He looked all too desensitized of the situation. The rest of the crowd in the courtroom gasped. This was not what the minorling they were hoping for.
Chief Kyluhi: Dragon Goddess Juniper of Chaos, wh…what brings you to our humble abode?
She smiled, not even bothering to answer the question. She looked as if she didn’t need to answer such trivial things, that these things should have been answered in their minds. That her presence is the only presence that should matter. She instead continued to observe each and every person in the court room but kept her attentions back to Monique. A tinge of uneasiness would wrap itself onto Monique’s heart, like a viper wrapping around its prey. Se wasn’t sure why or where it was coming from, all she could feel was Juniper’s gaze. And gods, that gaze was enticing. Juniper wouldn’t walk to anyone in the room, she would simply appear and disappear. She kept everyone’s attentions on her. However, this farce would soon come to an end as Chief Kyluhi’s patience would soon run thin as she had not answered the question.
Chief Kyluhi: Juniper, what is your prerogative here?
Juniper: I’m Sooo Sooo sorry I have graced you all with my presence.
She finally spoke as if finally releasing the grasp of the room as to focus on the actual scene in front of her.
Chief Kyluhi: Where is His Diviness, Erembour?
Juniper: Oh, you know, duty calls in the shadow world. So, I’m here instead. Serving as the impromptu replacement for old Erri, as well as their holiness Sanctua and Veritiline.
Oba-O, sighing: Let us continue this farce.
The council had murmured about Oba-O’s comment. Juniper would hold up her slender arm, signaling to the room to cease all of their chattering. Juniper let out a huge sigh discontent.
Juniper: We are, unfortunately, gathered today for the indoctrinated crimes of a…bar fight?
She looked very confused at this statement. She had to reread the note she had in her hands a couple of times, gazed upon the accused gazed and upon the council, sighed, and continued.
Juniper: And I, Juniper, will reside as juror to question the accused and make a judgement to execute.
She then appeared before Monique with a clipboard floating in the space next to her and a pen to write everything with.
Juniper: Alright, now let’s get on with it. Let’s start with real questions here like you, young mortal. Why would you protect this youngling, this mortal, this Evergreen…Ms….
She stared at Monique.
Monique: Monique.
Juniper: Ms….
Monique: Just Monique.
Juniper: Well okay then Ms. Just Monique, why would you protect Terra Evergreen?
Monique: Well…she’s my friend.
Juniper: Your friend?
The god-like being pulled out from thin air a file.
Juniper: Well, it says here you’ve only lived in Castle Faustus for a couple of months. Are you protecting her because she, like Lee von Solari over there, is letting you live rent free?
Monique: No.
Juniper: Then why is she your friend? What qualifies “friend” for you?
As Juniper made these air quotations, it dawned on Monique that she hadn’t really known what a friend was. She really never had any friends prior to coming to Eiridelium so she couldn’t quite pinpoint where the bar was let alone what her expectations of friends were. What were friends to her?
Monique: Well…for one they don’t want to kill me.
The courtroom gasped and murmured.
Juniper: Silence. I wasn’t asking for a peanut gallery, I was asking the accused. Continue.
Monique: They don’t harass me, throw me into nasty trash pits, stare at me with murderous intents….
And as she was listing all the things Twilight Baleful had done to her, she realized she was giving far too much detail which she felt the anger radiating from Lee and had a little more understanding on why they put him in handcuffs.
Monique, apologetically: I’m sorry. I’ve had a really shitty childhood and I know my standards are low. In the months I’ve lived in Castle Faustus and have known Terra, I consider her to be my friend.
Juniper: So, you must have known by now what atrocities the Evergreen clan has done? And you’re still willing to be her friend.
Monique: What atrocities?
Juniper: Three villages, destroyed. Left in utter ruins. Some even turned inside out. She didn’t tell you that tidbit?
She looked over to Terra who was at past the point of absolute terror. Monique had never wanted to admit this much about herself, though it would eventually come up and be known. She calmly looked back at Juniper, and confessed her sins without skipping a beatMonique: 20 Earths.
Juniper: Pardon?
Monique: 245,124 lives in total. Lost. News reports on each of those Earths claimed that it was a natural disaster, that volcanoes that were supposed to be dormant went active or that a massive unpredictable earthquake left many major metropolitan cities in disaster or that a hurricane hit in the middle of nowhere, but they were all me. I caused the deaths of 245,124 lives
The court was in shock.
Juniper: So, murderers beget murderers then?
Monique: Children who had no say in their parental figures in their lives find solace in other children who were forced to do horrible things. I…would not be friends with Terra if she had still wanted to commit more atrocities for the sake of chaos or some sick plan.
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And characteristically, out of line, Julie stands up.
Julie: See!! She admits it!! She’s admitted to being a murderer!! Just like that one there.
Juniper: Which I would like to remind the room that that is neither here nor there. That whatever crimes Ms. Just Monique has committed have been otherwise pacified and cleaned off her record as according to Eiridelium standards. Now Julie you are not being questioned, the accused is so if I were you, I would bite your tongue if you knew what’s good for you.
Julie sat back down. Juniper resumed and looked at Monique
Juniper: Continue and get to a point.
Monique: You do not get to choose who your family is. And hell, in my case I couldn’t even change the fucker who I had to call a father. But…when you have the parents you do, and you want them to love you as much as you possibly can. When you crave an emotion that should have been unrequited from the people who brought you into this world and raised you, you would go through any lengths. And I know she’s changed. I know because until a couple of days ago I never knew who her dad was, but Bear Berg loved her, and he loved her a lot.
Juniper: Even annihilating a village?
Monique: Look, like I’ve said before, I’ve ended wars, started them, thousands if not millions of lives were lost because all I ever wanted was just for my father to tell me I was good enough and when that never came true, I just gave up. And I know that…I know that no matter how many Ritual of the Anima, I have done it isn’t going to change the crimes I’ve committed.
Juniper now looked at her with curiosity.
Juniper: Ritual of the Anima?
As the courtroom murdered in louder whispers something felt off. The way Juniper was staring at Monique went from the jury looking at the accused to a person looking at another which much more curiosity. However, whispers grew louder and louder, causing Juniper to lose concentration in the train of thoughts she tried so desperately hard to follow. She glared at the courtroom.
Juniper roared: ENOUGH.
The courtroom quitted once more. Juniper continued to glare at everyone then looked to Terra who was in shock and disbelief. Juniper looked to Terra with pleasure in her eyes, contempt even. She was well done with questioning Monique and had moved onto Terra instead. She appeared right before her, not bothering to walk or anything.
Juniper: Now what say you, Terra Evergreen? There’s a lot going on about you now. Though it wasn’t your fault.
Terra: But it was.
Juniper: For what existing?
She held a finger to Terra before she could even speak.
Juniper: Need I remind the court that this talented young individual has been the reason behind the wonderful advancements that took place. That Barkamsted and even the Lucky Leprechaun would not be where it is at without the hard work she has done.
Chief Kyluhi: And need I remind you that she comes from a clan of murderers.
In a sudden instant, she went from being a couple of feet away from Terra to being just inches away from Chief Kyluhi.
Juniper: Chief Kyluhi, need I remind you that if it were not for your son’s achievement of saving her life when he did none of you would have been where you are? Or have you all coincidentally forgotten that?
She scowled at him as he sat there, the stone wall of his façade was crumbling down slowly but surely. She floated away, far enough to see his whole demeanor tremble but close enough to remain within proximity.
Juniper: Have you all forgotten that not only are the armor you wear but the weapons you bear a product of her hard work? The harpies’ nests would still be in Falu, Zenchitlan, and Tetchil, if you hadn’t armed yourselves with the ones that spark fire or the ones that howl the winds.
She then floated towards Terra.
Juniper: By the way many thanks to you for finally making heavy armor feel like light armor.
She then floated back to the center where she was given another file.
Juniper: Now from the evidence that was gathered to the testimonials that were kindly written and compared against the memory crystals all around, I would like to just add a few more things to get you, the council, to start thinking about. Furthermore I…I…
She then looked at Lee.
Juniper: I’m sorry…why are you here?
Lee: They just put these on me when I entered.
Juniper: And what are you charged with?
Lee: Being a demon?
Juniper looked flabbergasted as she looked to the council who looked back in a deadpan face.
Juniper: Oh, for Sanctua and Veritiline get him out of these. He is not on trial.
Julie: Bu-
Juniper: Being cursed with a demon soul at the age of a baby does not constitute guilt. His crimes were washed away the minute he stepped onto this world.
She glared at Julie as the guards had removed Lee’s restraints.
Juniper: Let me make something very clear, if both the gods of Virtue, Truth and Justice were to have been fully made aware of this I would have you know that they will seek to punish the accuser and not the accused. Now…
She looked at the new evidence brought to her. She then cleared her throat.
Juniper: Ms. Terra I have but a question for you.
Terra looked at Juniper curiously.
Juniper: For the sake of all that is sane, let us pretend for a moment that there is another Evergreen and I do wish to point out to the memory crystals I did and do emphasize on the pretend. If that Evergreen were to ever contact you about getting the cult back together and summoning the demon that shan’t be named, would you, do it?
Terra: No. Absolutely not.
Juniper then pulls out Terra’s diary. Terra looked shocked.
Juniper: Not according to this new piece of evidence that was filed.
Terra: How…how did you…
She looked at Monique who shared the same confusion as her. She then looked at Ken who, throughout this entire affair, had kept the same demeanor as his father without, but more put together than anything else. His expression remained the same, as if bravely putting on a poker face.
Juniper: Now, now, I’ve asked the fairies of the castle to kindly to hand this over and they obliged because they believe it will prove your innocence. So, tell me if I’m wrong Terra but on Month 3 of Spring, Year 2173, Second of Thursdays, you stated “how putting good into the world will give you good back is actually true. Maybe…maybe now I’ll actually be a good Evergreen. That I can make an entirely new family and proceed to do good things in this world. I would…really…really like that.” Would that still reign true?
Terra: No. If…if being an Evergreen means it brings this much pain and sorrow, I would not bring that upon anyone.
Juniper: So, would you relinquish the name?
Terra stared at Juniper with volition.
Terra: I would rather trade every piece of knowledge I have ever obtained than to ever be associated as an Evergreen ever again.
The room gasped as Ken looked at her with mix of shock and sorrow. Juniper stared at Terra with the widest of grin. She then turned to Ken.
Juniper: Now, Kenneth Nakai, since you are the one who saved her and are essentially her keeper, what new last name would you give her?
Ken, without hesitation: Celestine.
Juniper: Ahh, Like Mariana Celestine who abandoned her clan for the sake of love and peace. How intriguing.
Juniper then looked to Terra and then to the courts.
Juniper: There you have it ladies, gentlemen and ins and out betweens of the courtroom. Based on the evidence and testimonials given today, I find the accused not guilty of their crimes.
The courtroom had a mixture of gasp and awe as they looked to the council and the elder who had the final say.
Julie, shaking in her chair.
Julie: Care to explain?
Juniper: From what I’ve seen and heard…
She then immediately materialized to Julie, staring her dead in her eyes.
Juniper: This entire incident could have been avoided if you had just kept your mouth shut.
Julie was scared as if she was looking at death in the face.
Chief Kyluhi to Juniper: Explain yourself.
Juniper looked to Kyluhi: Well, it seems that only one of your children actually has smarts and talents Chief Kyluhi. You see, you may know that I’ve had the pleasure of watching your little young ones grow and mature and Kenneth here not only knows when to stop calling the werewolf shape shifters the pup squad but also knows how to pick appropriate times to fight. Julie here could have let the two go home. Could have just held her tongue. But she didn’t. She abused the fact that she was your daughter and instigated and instigated.
Julie: What!? N-No I-I.
Juniper: Are you saying that the memory crystals made by the Valun Priestess, Teresa, are lying?
Julie: N-No I-I-.
Juniper: Then are you refuting what happened? Or was it all just a drunken mistake done in an arrogant stupor?
Julie pointing to Monique: She disrespected our tribe and our way of life.
Juniper whose demeanor rapidly changed from playful to a predator about to devour its prey.
Juniper: Need I remind you that she is but a newcomer to our world or have you forgotten?
Julie shook her head.
Juniper: Oh, how far the mighty Nakai Tribe has fallen. A tribe full of the most renowned warriors fallen so low because of a petty squabble. What ever happened to fighting for your…what’s that word again? Oh, right your honor. Wouldn’t that have been allowed?
Oba-O, who has remained silent and unmoving the entire time nodded.
Juniper, in a raspy tone: Pathetic little girl who’s done nothing more but hide behind her father’s shadow. Prove your worthiness or be excommunicated.
She then looked to the council and the elder with an unhinged smile.
Juniper: So, what say you? Agree or disagree?
Oba-O: I agree with the verdict. The accused are innocent. What say you, Chief Kyluhi.
Despite what it goes against in his heart of hearts, and despite what the council had wanted, he had to bite his tongue and agree. He nodded.
Juniper: You know how this works. You must give a vocal vote.
Chief Kyluhi: The accused are to be set free. If the accuser wishes to, they may authorize a duel. Court adjourned.
Juniper: Good. We have now all adequately wasted each other’s time.
Lee
As the court room left. Lee had waited for both Monique and Terra to be released from their shackles. Ben had waited to see Ken. Juniper rapidly appeared before them, slightly spooking Lee.
Juniper: Though I am terribly sorry for what has gone on…
She gave Terra her journal back.
Juniper: I am delighted to know this is the path you have chosen.
Terra: Thanks.
Juniper turned to Lee.
Juniper: Do know that although your application to be Erembour’s disciple was rejected this year, try again next.
Lee: Why?
Juniper: You’ve changed. A tad bit but you have changed. And I’m delighted to let you know that within the coming months it’ll be more than enough to change Erri’s mind.
Lee: How…do I know to trust you?
Juniper: Have I ever led you astray?
Lee: Yes?? You have?? Like off a bridge too??
Juniper: Oh, come now that was a lot of fun!! And you survived!!
Lee just groaned and rolled his eyes. She then turned to Monique who looked at her with curiosity.
Juniper: And you…come…come see me in a few days. I’m sure you have lots to discuss with your friends.
Juniper then gave Monique a card and teleported away. Lee had observed the entire interaction with much disdain. Monique gave him a look of concern as Terra had peeled away from the group in search of isolation to process the entire affair. Lee shook his head, offering his hand to hold to escape from the many, many beings from the local newspapers to answer questions.
Monique: Sh-should I discard this?
She held out the card which had a trademark happy face with what looked like an address in type-writer letters in the back.
Lee: As much as I really, really, don’t trust Juniper, once they call you, they call you and you have to answer.
Monique: On the offhand chance I don’t want to…what happens?
Lee: She can teleport just like you can and will find you anywhere. Or send someone to find you.
Ben had rejoined them after fetching Ken who had his eyes peeled out for Terra.
Ben: Last I heard they sent something that smelled of decay after they had called someone out.
Monique: W-will I die?
Lee: No, but you wouldn’t wanna be near that, the smell lingers for weeks, if not months. Isn’t that right, Ken?
Ken: Huh? Yeah, yeah. Uhh where’s Terra?
They all looked at each other as if to figure out the long-standing question. And before long, shouts and screaming had emerged from near the front of the courthouse and Terra was seen once again with a blade towards her throat. The group would soon find themselves in another turmoil.
~In the Shadow Realm~
A strikingly pearl palace sat itself in the middle of all that was ghastly, ghoulish, and outright creepy. It was massive building that seemed it could go on forever. Inside the building was a peculiar office filled with many books and scrawls. The echoing screams could be heard if one just opened the petrified wooden doors. A man with ashen umber skin with hair that seemed to be dyed black had walked in with Juniper in tail. Juniper had looked to this man sauntering behind her. She had dismissed him as his only purpose was to lead her to where He was. The man nodded to her as he left.
Juniper: OHHH ERRIIIEE~~!
: Excuse me? You know that I despise you addressing me as such.
Juniper: I’m sorry, lord Erembour.
As the man known as Lord Erembour looked from his paper, his eyes were that of amethysts while his hair looked of the midnight skies. His skin looked as if sunlight was a sin, never daring to touch him.
Erembour: What is it now?
Juniper: Oh, you should have been there.
Erembour: A petty squabble between those mortal beings? No thank you. Waste of my time. Yours too.
Juniper: While yes, I do agree that it was a waste of time…I will have you know that something quite interesting came in.
Erembour looked at Juniper with his eyebrows raised. Juniper and Erembour were two of three beings that could ever inhabit the spaces of the shadow palace as the shadow palace only existed to punish the souls Ludciana, the goddess of judgement, had deemed unworthy of moving onto the next life. The two were not only the jailers but the guiders of the souls that would come to and from the world of Eiridelium. They had known each other for practically almost all of the time Eiridleium had ever existed. Even when their bodies had perished, their souls were always familiar with one another. He knew that Juniper was not one to lie about something so curious. She pulled out a memory crystal activating it to show an image of Monique.
Erembour: What? Another mortal. That looks-
Juniper: Another mortal that looks like her, Erri.
Erembour: And how do you know? She could be anyone. Just because she does show similar features doesn’t mean.
Juniper: Erri am I one to lie?
Erembour: No but you are one to lead a stray.
Juniper: Listen to this. Ever since she came to Eiridelium news surrounding her have been quite interesting. Do you remember the terraforming event that happened in Barkamsted?
Erembour: That thing was hard to close up…wait…that was…
Juniper nodded.
Erembour: But that doesn’t prove anything. She didn’t have those powers.
Juniper: No, she didn’t. But don’t you remember the stories she would tell? The times she…
Erembour: Controlled nature?
Juniper nodded once more.
Juniper: Even the professor at the academy agrees and she’s been researching her extensively. And do you want to know the even more interesting part?
Erembour raised an eyebrow.
Juniper: Furthermore, the fairies of the castle are calling her the lady. And what’s more she’s done a Ritual of Anima. Now I don’t know anyone else aside from death gods who can do them, but do you remember what she said about the first?
Erembour: That…she…remembered… Remembered being the keeper of lost souls.
Juniper: Now isn’t that a death god adjacent?
Erembour: How are you sure?
Juniper: Well, I’ll be seeing her in a few days’ time. So, I’ll try my best to confirm or deny.
Erembour: So, you’re not even sure. Why do you even get my hopes up?
Juniper: Because I can see all the wicked, wonky lines, and I know this for sure.
Erembour: You should have never drank from that fountain. You and your chaotic being was not meant to drink from there.
Juniper: Yes, but when have I ever been wrong?
Erembour: No but you have been unbecoming of information needed.
Juniper giggled: Perhaps I’ll pay Lilith dear a visit.
Erembour: Careful to not catch His gaze.
Juniper: Oh, do not worry my dear Erri. I’m all kinds of careful
And with a drop of a pin, she vanished once again.