Celeste and Grandma Celia

As I made my way along the path, I heard someone screaming my name from behind. "See you later, Orion, we will talk later," Gorg shouted, waving his hand at me. I waved back, feeling a tad awkward. With so much on my mind today, I didn't have much energy to engage in conversation, so I settled for a few nods along the way.

Truth be told, I wasn't as motivated to socialize with everyone as I thought I would be. Perhaps it was the weight of awakening my gift, and what had happened yesterday night or maybe it was just the fact that I couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment from my peers as if we were all on different wavelengths. Which wasn't wrong as I am a grown man stuck in a child's body.