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"Nadie está exento de perder el rumbo de su camino, más bien es algo muy habitual por todos los obstáculos a encontrar... Algunos terminan por rendirse y abandonar... Cada quien resiste como puede, no todos lograremos aquellas metas anheladas. Conocí a un gran amigo junto a una hermana del alma; nos llevábamos bien y nos ayudábamos por supuesto, sin embargo, aquel amigo sucumbió a las presiones familiares, dejando atrás sus benevolentes y amables acciones... Nunca se despidió personalmente, aunque si de aquella hermana, quien me dijo posteriormente que él dejó algo muy importante a guardar hasta que lograse librarse de todo aquella presión y regresar por ello... A pesar de esperar pacientemente ese "Regreso", no me apego fervientemente a las ilusiones como lo hace Susan Lucy, prefiero mantenerme alejado de llegar a ese nivel... Quien se desvíe del camino para aliarse con la oscuridad... Jamás regresará... Afortunadamente trataremos de cuidar la LUZ de su corazón y su espíritu frente

Chapter 13 Spiritual Forest pt. 2 After bidding Grandmother Willow goodbye, the three went off to see what these ‘strange clouds’ were. At the moment; Thea and Replica were climbing up a rocky path after Pocahontas. The Native Princess maneuvered very nimbly; almost like a squirrel, with Meeko on her shoulder. Bonnie was on Thea’s, ears often flapping in the breeze. Both teens were able to keep up, and while it was just them, Thea couldn’t help but feel something watching. It could be just an animal like a deer or rabbit…yet it felt ominous. “Um, Pocahontas?” “Yes?” The Native Princess asked, without looking behind her. “Out of curiosity, are there any dangerous animals?” That made her stop, and turn to the blind girl. “What do you mean, Dreamwalker Thea?” Replica crossed his arms. “I think it’s because she and I feel something watching…and not in a good way. Is there anything we should be wary of?” “All animals are wary of strangers on their territory,” The Native Princess

Spiritual Forest pt.1 It had been a few weeks, since the teens had said goodbye to Bernard, Bianca, and Penny. Thea soon missed them as Penny had reminded her much of her younger self. She prayed that the little girl would return to New York safely, as well as find a good family to love her as she deserved to be. Currently; they were heading towards the next nearest world, with Replica training above deck (as the ship was on auto-pilot) and Basil was doing something in his ‘room’ that required his chemistry set. Heaven only knew what the mouse was doing. And neither of the other two wanted to disturb him. At the moment, Thea was working on the loom that Launchpad and Baloo had found for her. It was smaller than her old one…but she found it easier to use. The spool of blue-grey wool spoke of becoming a wall hanging or tapestry, and Thea rose to the challenge. Humming as she worked, the item began to take shape…often having white or green threaded through to give it more

Dark Byou pt 2 Once the group had caught their breath (Evrinrude included); they headed back to the River Boat. All was quiet enough for them to move without being seen. At one point, Penny came out to gaze at the stars in a yellow nightgown. Her teddy bear clutched to her chest. Seeing her so sad made Bernard sniffle a bit; causing Bianca to pat his shoulder in comforting way. Thea remembered when there were days that she felt the same way, as Penny was. People telling her what to do, where to go, how to be…never thinking of her as anything else than the next priestess. The old ache began to mentally gnaw at her as painful as ever. Upon Penny returning to her room; the group climbed onto the boat and up to Penny’s window. Bonnie rode on Replica’s shoulder and Thea brought up the rear. Even before they reached the windowsill, Thea heard the little girl saying her prayers. “…Please bless; Rufus and Teddy, and all the kids at the orphanage. And please let someone find my bottle…there’s

In The Castle That Never Was… Xigbar smirked at the image of Thea and Replica in the crystal ball; the same one that the organization had used to spy on Sora and his friends. Beside him was young Xenhort , who was staring just as intently at the pair. "Things seem to be progressing, eh?" The one eyed man asked, while crossing his arms. "Must say I like that ship." His companion 'hm'ed before turning to the window. "They are indeed. But you can't count on everything to go our way. At least not without help." A growl came from Xigbar, "Hey! How was I supposed to know that priestess was that powerful?! She did a number on me sure, but I can still-" "No," The grey haired teen interacted. "You barely had enough power to get back here, and you still haven't recovered fully. Count yourself lucky I was in a helpful mood; because if I wasn't you'd be cleansed." "Wait, what?!" Xigbar took a few steps back. "What do you mean 'cleansed'? I had a bath before all that went down." Golden eyed

A slight breeze brushed against the closed eyes of the sliver haired teen. Replica looked around the roman ruins, all the stone pillars were navy blue against the night sky, wondering how he got there. Above him, stars glittered like diamonds on dark fabric…blanketing the whole sky. “Where…Where am I?” He took a cautious step forward, and when nothing happened he then took another. His eyes scanned for any movement or path that lead out. Then he heard that sound again, it was clearer now…and it was a voice. "Hello?" Nothing. "Hello!?" Only that haunting voice sang in reply. It seemed to curl around the air and tug on his very being. Replica was getting nervous, what was going on? He turned and ran in a random direction, hoping to get away until he could figure something out. The ruins vanished and he was on a rocky path that lead to the shore of a lake. Catching his breath, the young man looked around to figure out what to do. He suddenly realized he was wearing his Dark Mode