His golden hair shook with the rhythm of the endless waves, paving a path toward an island at the easternmost edge of the mental world. His violet eyes stared through Asahi, controlling which memories he gets to see and which he does not. But this time, he looked truly stuck.
Paxon, who had looked down, turned over and asked Telos as Aletha stared and rooted for her brother.
"How long have you resonated inside Asahi?"
After a couple of moments of silence and hesitation, Telos brushed his hair and explained.
"It has been quite some time since I have seen the true sunshine. Now, I'm stuck here. With you all. Ready to start again."
