Afternoon Bus Ride ( Pt. 6 )

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The answers that lied beyond the shore of reality, preluded a lucid fascination that was soon to unearth itself before the curious mind...


Eons of wondering when I'd finally get the chance to say, "Will you be my friend," let-alone hearing those words from another person.


At the time, everything became bashfully honest from the stutter in my voice, and my immersive expression, that I wanted to face Ruben Vermillion with such a menial question.

The answer that waited for me on the other side, be it acceptance or rejection, trailed suspicion, worthlessness, and the unkind intent of pessimism.


I can't...


Heart darkening, I softened, "Thank you, Winslow..."



I can't.



The parasol sighed, "You're a real piece of work, kid."


I can't.


But... maybe, one day...


I could.

And could, it did

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And could, it did.


It was the second, out of one hundred and eighty days of Ecstasy Schooling.


I listlessly sat alone aboard the afternoon demon bus; A creature, materialized out of flesh and leather seating, transporting students on the graphical inside of its mouth.


Winslow was home, replenishing his Wonder after exhausting himself with the mindscape spell, Demon Time, just to have a heart to heart, and to ensure nobody saw me crying yesterday...


An extinct Wonder like his, Dependence Gambit, is both limitless and catastrophic... the downside is that when used by the sheer will of the caster alone, the after-effects drain their ability to move and cast another spell for an entire week.


However, when another person speaks the name of the vessel followed by a spell, those restrictions become nothingness. Theoretically, if I were to lose my ability to speak in the heat of battle... Let's just say it'd make a bad day for the two of us. I would've never asked him to cast such a spell, considering how it was such a tedious yet illegal request to stop time on campus.

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