The Aspiring Archivist

"Okay. So... we wait?"

Antin stirred slightly, then opened his eyes. "What... ow."

Maybe... pistachio? Actually, I don't know if I've really eaten that or if I just have a concept of it in my head. Haven't had much experience with them. No! What a silly question. (Actually maybe yes. Eventually. For one or two.)

Mitis was pulled into a vivid vision from TAAron's perspective. He was tired and hungry, wandering around on the streets of some far away city. He was terribly alone. Then, a figure appeared around a corner. A young boy with dirty red hair and dark eyes watched him, wearing ragged clothes and covered in scrapes and scars, yes somehow with a good-natured smile on his lips. He approached TAAron, who was very taken aback. "Hi. I'm Kol! I've seen you around, and I thought I'd better introduce myself. You look like you need a friend." The memory cut out. @The Halcyon Girl "How could we possibly have that capacity?"

"Save himself from us? What, are we going to go kill him otherwise?""

"Do you have a plan for that? He can probably hear us, you know." "No, it doesn't." He pulled away from Haly, guilt in his eyes.

He shook his head. "It doesn't matter. I'm a terrible person." "Outside intervention of what sort?" Lerac was curious.

"He was just a kid. Ten, maybe. And I killed him. I killed a little boy, Haly."

"I see. And you think that will be able to contain him? If so, how do we convince him to get in in the first place?"

"How do we plan on trapping a god?" "Kol. I killed him. With a knife."

"I killed him. And if I had really... You would have died."

"Okay." Lerac didn't look particularly affected by this, just a bit perplexed. "So what's the plan, exactly?"

"I... killed..." He shuddered. "I only hurt."

"If you want to." He began to shake again suddenly, out of the blue. "You won't? Interesting. Is this new power what makes you act strange?" Lerac hesitated. "Does this affect... us?"

Lerac nodded, looking apprehensive. "So, what happened while you were gone?"

"It's called 'You, Disappearing.' Like I said, it's not really important." "Er... okay. What did you see in the future?"

"Not really. Just a story I read." He looked at her, suddenly seeming desperate. "Please don't leave me. I'm scared of what I might do if I'm left alone." "Since when could you see the future? Can the, uh, 'not prettiness' be avoided?"

"Doing what? Wynn, what's going on?"

"...Nothing." Lerac raised his eyebrows. "You're acting a little strange, Wynn."

"Funny... No. It would be the end for me. I would never see any of you again. I would be lost. If there's no one to see me as I disappear, then I can't know if I'm being erased... or just going to sleep." His voice took on a funny quality during the last sentence. Removed, distracted.

"You probably shouldn't. But thanks anyway." "So I should just... end it? If this is not enough?" Lerac shot Wynn a warning glance. Careful where you step. He's fragile.

"I still think that. The only difference now is that I still have something to live for." His eyes flashed up to Haly. "I'm sorry." @Ranryu

"No, I'm not," he whispered softly, the tremors growing stronger. "I... I thought it would be better that way."

"TAAron also attempted suicide," Lerac added. The words made the scholar begin to shake again, and he leaned into Haly, head on her shoulder.