„We're doomed."

Chapter 11

Myron had been in Miss Sparrowhawk's loop for a day now. Some parts of his body were completely covered with snow. It was so cold, that he had the feeling his arms were frozen. But later he tried to move his arms and then Myron realised that they were perfectly fine. Miss Sparrowhawk sometimes came and brought him something to eat. Even though it wasn't really much for him, he was okay with. Myron always told her that it wasn't necessary, but the ymbryne insisted on helping him.

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Miss Sparrowhawk walked over to the window and looked outside. She made tea for everyone. A boy with blonde hair was sitting in front of a chimney, eying a jar full of fireflies and holding it up. Then he looked away from it and looked at his headmistress and another woman talking. The woman had black hair and she was wearing some kind of army clothes, which was really odd. And she was wearing sunglasses. But everyone in the loop knew about this woman and her friends.
„Well Brianna, I thought I would let him stay for a bit." said Miss Sparrowhawk to her, as she placed her mug on the windowsill.
„I really respect you, Catherine. And you know that, but..."  Brianna began to say. „You do know who that is, right?.."
Miss S did some kind of gesture with her hand and laughed slightly.
„Oh, I know, I know. But I think he has learned a lesson." the ymbryne turned away from the window, and looked back at Brianna.
The black-haired woman hesitated for a moment, to think about something. And then she said, with a serious look on her face: „I'll be outside. Fernando?" she turned to a man who was sitting next to a girl, with brown short hair, wearing some kind of blue suit with a purple skirt underneath.
Fernando nodded and said goodbye to the girl, whose name was Martha.
The blonde-haired man, wearing sunglasses stood up, and followed Brianna outside.

Myron had to narrow his eyes to a slit to see who came walking towards him. Then he saw them.
He quickly covered his face with one of his wings again, and pretended to sleep.
Fernando stopped walking and Brianna rolled her eyes. She approached the giant, knocking on his wing as if it was a door.
„Knock, knock." the woman said annoyed. „We know you're there..."
Myron carefully pulled his wing away, revealing his face.
„Well, well, well. If it isn't Myron Bentham..." Brianna said and raised one eyebrow, crossing her arms. „I almost didn't recognise you. But that doesn't really surprise me, since you took this one soul...you thief!"
Myron was caught off guard. „I had to take the soul to save everyone. My brother is the real thief! He also took one of the souls and now he acts like he owns it!"
Brianna uncrossed her arms. „So, how did you two escape from Abaton?"
The giant attempted to shrug. „Something went wrong, when the ymbrynes closed the loop. There was some kind of barrier, that should keep us inside. But there was a broken part and he got out."
Brianna brought her hand to her face and thought for a bit. Then she turned around to Fernando and asked him: „What do you think, Fern?"
„He could help us." he said shortly. Fernando never really said that much, but when it came to jokes, it was the other way around.
„Good idea, Fern!" she looked back at the giant and grinned. „You should help us. You are way stronger than all of us together. We can defeat Caul."
But Myron didn't really like this idea.
„No, no, no." he began to say. „I'm not going to do that. He almost killed me back in Abaton!"
„Well, if you change your mind—tell us." Brianna said and then told Fernando, she would go back to the house. Fern nodded at him and then left too.

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In the evening, a few hours after the loop reset, Miss Sparrowhawk left and walked through the deep snow. She dragged something along. It looked like a large blanket, but way bigger. It had all sorts of colours.
„I made something. It should keep you warm!" she said, as she finally stood in front of Myron.
He slowly opened his eyes, and then stared at the tiny woman, who was holding some parts of a big piece of fabric.
„That's...that's for me? That's really not necessary. I- uh- how long did this take you to make?" Myron really didn't want to accept this kind of gift, but this thing must've taken a long time to be knit.
„That's not important. Just take it and put it on." Miss Sparrowhawk smiled at him. „It's going to get colder during the night."
So Myron took it and watched the ymbryne walk back to her home.
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(Here are some drawings again!

That's Martha-

And that's the boy with the jar filled with fireflies, his name is Collin
Also! Brianna also belongs to cookiecrumbly98 on instagram aka weird on peculiar amino, and again they gave me permission to use their characters for this story.)