SLEEPING BEAUTIES EPILOGUE: THE KISS

[yourkeepers]

[For all your kissing needs.]

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Sure thing!

[manelesscatking]

"They have stopped as far as I can tell, friend."

The page stoops to pick up one of the slightly withered tendrils that once had bound Tick Tock. They waggle the vine and an eyebrow, trying to set the clock at ease.

Re: Sure thing!

[hand_of_courage]

It took him a second to focus on that. After he did, he took the time to actually look around his surroundings. The burned, ashy, and withered remains were everywhere. That meant the sword had succeeded, right?

"Where's the sword?" he asked. "The sword-man, I mean. The one that did this? Is he okay?"

Re: Sure thing!

[manelesscatking]

"I haven't seen him...is he in peril? I thought he would have more than enough pluck to make it through unscathed." The page's eyes widen with concern.

Re: Sure thing!

[hand_of_courage]

"I don't know! The last thing I remember was..." - the dream of the desert sands... no before that! - "the vines dragging me away from him."

The Timekeeper pushed himself up, "I had him in my hand. The sword's sword. His body, his self. It's not here."

Re: Sure thing!

[manelesscatking]

"I'm so sorry, Tick Tock," the page says, clapping a hand awkwardly to his shoulder for comfort. "If I see him, I'll tell him you miss him. And I WILL see him eventually; I promise."