And Thus Charles Found Himself Wandering Around

Much Awkwardness Ensued.

The Only Certainty Life Contains Is Death.

And That's When Anna Realized That What The Wolf Had Been Asking Bran For Was Death. Impulsively, Anna Stepped Away From Charles. She Put A Knee On The Bench She'd Been Sitting On And Reached Over The Back To Close Her Hand On Asil's Wrist, Which Was Lying Across The Back Of The Pew. He Hissed In Shock But Didn't Pull Away. As She Held Him The Scent Of Wilderness, Of Sickness, Faded. He Stared At Her, The Whites Of His Eyes Showing Brightly While His Irises Narrowed To Small Bands Around His Black Pupil. "omega," He Whispered, His Breath Coming Harshly.

I Thought You Were Dead. Stupid. As If I'd Die Without Taking You With Me.

It Is One Of Those Lessons That Every Child Should Learn: Don't Play With Fire, Sharp Objects, Or Ancient Artifacts.