Nero Awakening

was that old. He’s just a

t my expense. “I’m just starting at pr

up quick,” Kyril says w

im. He’s not so uptight, no

e others sitting and watching everything from the table. “T

he has tight curly black hair, dark features, a delicate frame. She’s a

e two boys sitting beside Nymiah. I’d guess they’

onde hair and a narrow face. She

ll,” I say, feeling over

f Korpillion just befo

up, a look of awe and

planet. Everything started going mad as soon as they arrived

nd turn to see Kyril standing at my side w

“Dominion will never find thi

iah. “She’s twenty-two. She has solars of catching up to do. I d

y words. I don’t like this girl insulting me. I’m still

nd look over to see the ap

n,” she says, hold

ara out the doors of the dining room. She starts up t

n every direction. We start up toward the third floor. “Nymiah is testy but I suspect she feels a little threatened. She has always been

omen,” I say before I can think it thr

ke an atrium. There are flowers and plants. Straight ahead, there is a solid wall of windows, looking out. “You are beautiful. Your pre

ave no idea who the void I am. I’m a lost

ciate her c

it, I find a bridge, crossing the gap between the Tabernacle and the h

hen we r

pectacul

anoramic view. I can see for endless kilometers. There are a dozen small islands off the shore of this one

s Nero

ooking over at me but not turning her body

not sure I heard her r

e says wi

y s

and a chance at catching up. What must those other Nero c

’t afraid to do the work. I’ve deci

on one point in the ocean. I draw

flash alo

blood aw

it, my soul slipping out from my body. I fe

ro

ed as the feeling

everywhere here. I feel it throughout this entire island. I f

tons of Neron

rich in Ner