September 18th, 7 am.
Gil woke up next to Sarah.
Sarah was wide awake.
Gil: Heh, I really thought you'd be gone by the time I woke up. Don't you got a home to go back to?
Sarah: Nah, I tend to just, drift from place to place. Now that there's a place, filled with people I love, I think I found a place I wouldn't mind staying.
Gil: Alright.
Sarah: I've been thinking. You know I'll never be able to give you a child, right?
Gil: Sarah, that doesn't matter to me a single bit.
Sarah: But, down the line, wouldn't you want to have the safety of the idea, that you won't die as the last Ryne?
Gil: We have options, Sarah. If we make it through this whole business with that Bellialuin guy, alchemy is our friend.
Gil put his arms around her.
Gil: We also, don't need to think about that just yet, Sarah. We're young. We should just, live in the moment, while we still can.
Sarah's tears started to flow.
Gil: Hey, sweetie, I love you. Nothings gonna change that. I don't care that you were born a man, I don't care that you can't give birth, I don't care that you're cursed, I only care, about if you're okay.
Poof! Sarah poofed out of werewolf form. Sarah held him tight.
Sarah let go, and they got up.
Sarah: I guess I oughta be heading to work, huh?
Gil: Yeah.
Sarah got dressed in her usual "bad girl" clothes.
Sarah started walking to the garage.
Theo: Hey! Hey, aunt Sarah!
Sarah: What is it?
Theo: I made something for everyone! Here!
Theo handed her a bracelet with letters that spelt out "Eurona's heroes. Euronan family."
Sarah: Awe, thanks kiddo.
Sarah walked through the hallway to the living room.
Barry: Good luck at the range today, Sarah. Show those targets hell.
Sarah: I will. (Does he seriously believe I test guns for a living? I thought he'd see through that. Or maybe he's keeping up the rouse, because he doesn't want to pry?)
Sarah went into the garage.
Jeremy: Hey, Sarah. Can I head to the range with you? Can't let myself get rusty.
Sarah: Nah, it's a private range. I'm not allowed to bring anyone with me.
Jeremy: Oh, that's a shame.
Sarah: We can go to a public range tomorrow if you wanna hang out.
Jeremy: I'd like that.
Sarah hopped on her bike, and strapped on her helmet, before riding off to work.
Gil got on a video call with his assistant.
Gil: Hello, Camille.
Camille: Sir.
Gil: How's everything going?
Camille: We're doing swell. Well, to be honest... Your father's death has left the vast majority of us either celebrating, or mourning the loss.
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Euronaverse: Tales From Eurona.
FantasíaThe tale of seven individuals, as they go about their daily lives, are forced to be protagonists of a novel they have no idea exists.
