the centuries fade below my feet

Lmao, but I promised daily replies, so I'm doing my best to stick to that! :D

As it turned out, it seemed Mordecai had been wrong again. He found himself surprised with his own assumptions, but brushed it off. It was probably the stress and strain that had been plaguing him from the last few weeks, though it had yet to lighten its own load. It was the same stress that drove him out, back to the point of origin where so much had gone down and started the tumultuous cycle he found himself in.

“So you're a traveler then? Are you looking for a place to be?” He dove in head first to the predicament, to the options that sprung up in light of the yearling's prideful statements. This particular note of strength in the fellow reminded him momentarily of Cara, but that too he pushed away. The Spine needed strength, and he was most curious as to what answer he would get this time.