The bright lights of the morning sun pierced through the darkness that was Atticus' meditation. He opened his eyes to see the rays of gold bathing the landscape. It was morning.
Atticus rose from his seated position, expression serious.
'That's enough time.'
Yesterday, he had dinner with his people. Because of that, he had held back what he wanted to do, to give them at least one more night of peace before more work got thrown on their heads.
The night had passed, and now, it was time.
'I can feel them.' Atticus turned towards the sky. If anyone aside from him looked, they might not have seen anything. But Atticus could. He could see it.
Right now, about five planets were currently orbiting around Eldoralth as though it were their star. Well, right now, it basically was.
'The other worlds.'
Atticus had felt them the instant he returned to Eldoralth. From his calculations, he had acquired about five worlds during the Virelenna.
