Back To Begining

Pyris leaned back in his seat, watching the city blur past the tinted windows of his convoy. The hum of the car was drowned out by his own thoughts. Argos was starting to feel way too much like Earth sometimes. The media frenzy, the skyscrapers, the overly polished streets—it all screamed future Earth with magic thrown in for kicks.

Not that he hated it, but the resemblance was uncanny.

The convoy slowed as they neared the company building, and Pyris glanced at the press swarming outside. Cameras flashed relentlessly, and he could already picture the headlines. Suzie had warned him about the press waiting at the entrance, but he hadn't expected it to be this bad.

The car stopped, and Mira, ever graceful, stepped out first. The cameras went wild, catching every angle of her. Her sleek presence silenced some of the crowd momentarily, but Pyris knew the moment wouldn't last.

She turned, opening the door for him.