Adam is standing next to his friends as they wait in line for food. They're talking like he's not even there, and he's okay with that. He doesn't really want to talk, anyway. Not talking allows him time to adjust to everything without trying to socialize at the same time. It'd been a while since he'd ventured out of the house, and it'd been an exceptionally long time since he'd seen anybody but Benji. And the only person he wanted to see right now, was his sister.
His sister.
His sister.
"Of course," Adam mumbles as he turns around quickly, searching his memories for a reminder. "Where is it," he questions out loud.
"Where's what?" Benji responds, thinking the question was directed at him.
Adam's head snaps back and he makes eye contact with Benji as he answers, "Uh, nothing. I'll be right back, okay?"
Benji nods his response as Adam leaves the group. He rushes to the side of the stage, hoping he's remembering correctly.
That's when he sees her.
His sister.
Except this time, she's wearing a halo. A bright, golden halo is glowing atop her head.
His angel.
She's walking down the path, slowly enough that he can follow her. He doesn't need to follow her, he knows where this path ends. After all, it is their path. But he doesn't want her to disappear again, like she has been all night. He doesn't want to lose her again. Can't, lose her again tonight.
So, they continue – Adam silently following his sister into the woods. He watches her as she makes her way into the clearing, hanging back to remain hidden. She's pacing the clearing, looking in awe at the golden flowers he knows she loves so much. When she lays down and picks a flower, he knows it's her before she even brings the daisy to her nose.
He cautiously leans into the clearing.
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An Enchanted Night
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