Morningside Cuesta 00. the fool

I'm home.

This isn't really home. Not to me. But you are.

Home; not a place but four souls tied together by the tragedy of their birth. Anathema swept her brother into an embrace, weeping openly now. Still they remained incomplete; missing a piece of their puzzle.

But they would find their sibling. Together, surely.

She cast a single glance over her shoulder at Ava. Her eyes found Abel again. I wanted to find you, Ana confessed softly. I wanted to find the sea. But I was too scared.

I want to go there now. All of us.