I Didn’t Know

Chapter Twenty-Two: A Desperate Plea | Part 1 Thirtyx paced. They’d taken Rhea into the kitchens, and from there to Twins-only-know where. But he had no better option than to hope she’d reappear in the same spot. Of course the school had protocols to lock her down if necessary, but by Thirtyx’s memory, this wasContinue reading “I Didn’t Know”

Get It Back

Chapter Twenty-One: Handling It | Part 7 “BENN!” Rhea screamed. She and Thirtyx were standing now. Thirtyx’s blood plunged toward his toes, bringing a sickening hollowness to his gut. The only part of him that felt real was the hand with which he clung to Rhea’s arm.  Azirenne crouched beside Benn. She pressed her handsContinue reading “Get It Back”

Fine Accomplished Students

Chapter Twenty-One: Handling It | Part 6 A Selkie man at the head of the professors’ table held up a hand to draw everyone’s attention. The faculty found their seats. The students onstage fell silent. “Good evening, everyone. Glory to Grimmary and praise to the Twins,” the man said at last.  “Thank you all forContinue reading “Fine Accomplished Students”

Happy for Him

Chapter Twenty-One: Handling It | Part 5 Rhea and Thirtyx made steady progress on their projects until dinnertime. On their way across the courtyard, Rhea stretched up toward the stars. “I’m starving. Do mental breakdowns work up your appetite the way they’ve worked up mine?” Thirtyx chuckled. “Depends on who’s around when I’m having one.Continue reading “Happy for Him”

Something Uplifting

Chapter Twenty-One: Handling It | Part 4 After a few fractions, Thirtyx felt an itch in his mind. Rhea stared at her pen, balancing it between her index fingers as though she felt a kinship with its precarious position. Thirtyx… who am I if I can’t handle it? Thirtyx tapped his own pen against theContinue reading “Something Uplifting”

How Long?

Chapter Twenty-One: Handling It | Part 3 Well-fed as he was, Thirtyx didn’t miss the rise of Rhea’s energy. “You alright?” “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” She slapped an overflowing binder onto the table and rummaged through it without meeting his eyes. Thirtyx didn’t press harder, but he didn’t look away. Her bedraggled demeanor seemed toContinue reading “How Long?”