Fragment Sixteen - The Book of Briars

[Rimor]

Mind blown!

[Griffin]

I need a chronological chart here, stat!

[DeirdreGreen]

I flipped through the journal. Different years. The journal unlocking decade after decade, revealing more and more to my father. Who he was and what he was meant to do.

[Mr5yy]

No freaking way. What was he planning?!?

[Deyavi]

He was exchanged? He let himself be exchanged? For what?

[DeirdreGreen]

The journal entries were his, before he realised who he was.

[Griffin]

This hurts… so much.

[Sellalellen]

That parallels your journal opening a little too much for comfort…

[Goldthorn]

My brain feels like porridge. this is too much.

[Rimor]

Ah my brain just melted

[DeirdreGreen]

I didn’t know what to ask. So I asked when he really died. Orvin didn’t know. My father would escape for decades into Neithernor, growing older but not old. Slowly remembering who he was, and all the while learning more and more about magiq. Waiting for the right time to emerge, to affect the timeline, to help Monarch’s Mountain finish a pamphlet, to encourage a young writer named Fletcher Dawson, to watch himself be born and his father die, to leave himself the materials we needed in his father’s will to guide us all to now. To here.

[DeirdreGreen]

The truth he learned was that he was his own soul’s providence. And ours.

[Griffin]

I almost don’t want you to continue.
That’s how confused I am currently feeling.

[Rimor]

So Sullivan was the man behind the curtain

[DeirdreGreen]

I can pause. I know.

[Robert]

was, @Rimor. Or still is.

[Brendon]

I feel like if you pause, you may never start again

[Rimor]

True he might still be alive in Neithernor

[cheyyyme]

actually me right now

[Griffin]

No please continue (I say begrudgingly)