Dream well, Nepal

“They had every intention of taking me with them,” Jueqel said.

Nepal deserted consciousness during the tale, but it did Jueqel good to tell it once more. He could finish it another time, if Nepal asks it of him. He had spent as much time in the room as he dare. The forces of Yogan were gathering, and once again, Jueqel had to do his duty to protect the blanks of the world.

He stayed with Nepal a few minutes longer. Being in his presence gave Jueqel a resolve he hadn't felt in a long time. A boost of confidence that let him know he could work with the Yogan. They still frightened him, yes, but it was the old fear. The fear of a teenager chased down by inhuman creatures from another world.

The level of psychic activity had increased the moment Nepal and Cheshin arrived at House Thero. Nepal was emanating power even as he slept. It seemed appropriate to have someone who resonated so brightly in the house of the Resonance Organization. Perhaps Nepal need never really leave. He had no place go, now that his world had been turned upside down. He'd be welcome here. “I'll have to keep him from the Yogans as well.”

“They won't be taking me with them this time,” he told Nepal. “Dream well. You have much to discover.” And he walked out to join the others.