Begone With You

It is a strange feeling, for me at least, to hold hope and fear about the same thing.

The Block was unwashed, practically uncared for. The children inside were clean and seemed well fed. Most were either busy or pretending to be, and each had a serviceable set of clothing.

It was the third building I was directed to where I actually found my siblings. They had nearly doubled in size, Violet standing nearly half a handspan above my waist.

"You are not welcome here." she told me. "Take one of the other buildings."

I raised a hand in peace. "I am taking no buildings. I am returning home."

Blue sauntered around a corner, trying to make it look casual. "We are home. We no longer follow you."