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When the seal stone reaches its true seal, the apocalypse must break. At the end of every apocalypse, there are lives lost.  To whom does this honor belong?

         •I ran my finger around the circle of his tattoo one turn.  "Do you feel?"  ' I asked bitterly.  "There's a big sign right here."  If he spoke bravely, he would probably say stamp.  Or damn.  "You don't see it, but you feel it. It's right here. A rope that wraps you around you."  My other hand slipped down Cesur's arm and my fingers tangled in his.  “A web that connects everything,” I said, admiring his tattoo.

   "Just like me."  •

The Seal Stone

My hesitant sleep was fully awakened when the door's lock quietly slipped out of its socket.  I started watching what was going on through my eyelashes.  I didn't know what time it was, but night still dominated the earth.  The darkness of the room was blocking my view, but I could clearly see the door opening all the way.

I knew Cesur was coming.  It was just a feeling, but strong enough.  After entering the brave room, he closed the door.  He stepped into the single seat next to the window.

I didn't open my eyes fully so as not to show that I was awake.  I was trying to peek through my eyelashes.  I don't know why but I was wondering what to do.  I wanted to know why he was absent all evening and he was quietly entering my room in the middle of the night.

Chapter 27