Celian

He is happy most of the time. Worried about things, yes, and he won't get a classic HEA, but he lives a happy life, cared for and loved.

The horses dashed through the forest, the drumming of hooves sounding like music. The leaves filtered the sun's rays, bathing the forest in golden light and a strange glitter, even though it hadn't rained in weeks. Here, under the green canopy, the air was noticeably cooler, but it didn't help one bit to cool his heated thoughts. "Not so fast, damn it!" Dante shouted behind him. "You know where I'm going!" Sawyer shouted back with a grin, the horses knew it too by now. "Yeah, you

Let's hope so! I mean, on a farm in the middle of nowhere...

Dante 😅 or me.

Even though Emily was now six weeks old, she was still tiny. And Alice still looked incredibly exhausted. Frank, for his part, hadn't had a baby in front of his nose for the first time, but he was still uncomfortable even looking in Alice's direction while she was breastfeeding. "What's up, little brother?", Alice wanted to know quietly. "Um..." Now he did look her way. Emily smacked her lips. "Can Dante take me into town?" Just asking that question made him nervous.

@drsawzall @centexhairysub apart the "Between the Times" collection, there will be a sequel, taking place ten years after the main story. But since we meet Remy again, I want to finish his story first, and maybe follow the timeline towards other characters in the meantime. Still, we haven't heard the last of Dante.

A final overview.

- Alice's birthday is officially the 1st of Antonia, but in reality she was born on the 30th of Persia at 23:57PM and Anthony was born on the 1st of Antonia at 00:06AM. To avoid the resulting chaos, Carolyn paid the midwife to adjust the dates. - Carolyn fell head over heels in love with Blaise when he came to the farm when he was just 15. A few days later, she received Seth as a personal slave for her 20th birthday. - Carolyn and Blaise's first child, a girl named Claire, died of a he

Interesting questions. And be careful what you wish for

@drsawzall from chapter 4, Friday night

~Kellen~ The glow of Atlas’ tattoos grew brighter until sparks detached from them and floated around like fireflies. For quite a while, Atlas just sat there, as if he were meditating. He was probably weighing whether it was even worth going through with the ritual or not. When he finally moved, reaching for the knife and a rabbit, Nora took a deep breath and turned away. The animal squeaked in protest, but Atlas’ movement was practiced and swift, and blood flowed onto the grass and t

Biologically and officially speaking Dimmi and Sam are cousins. If Dante's fatherhood of Sam would be legally acknowledged, it would make the two brothers for real (adoptive, but who cares). It's a bit complicated and trust me, it will get even more complicated in the future

It's a two-sided problem, so let's hope both sides get their feelings sorted and patched up. That would indeed work, yes. True on all levels. But he is too worried about the outward image, that's why Sam's origin is kept in the vault. Apart, of course, his fear of losing his beloved wife and daughter. After that heart attack she never went back to her full strength, at least physically. Mentally she's still on her toes. She's a tough nut, though. The relationship between her and Frank bettered considerably over time, even though they never spoke about Blaise or the past in general. yeah that won't be long. Spoiler alert: Dimmi is a Pa Frank boy.

No, adopted boys are always slaves. They could sell him, but opposite to a mother they would have basically no rights after that anymore. They can't free him either.

Dante sat in the front row of the temple. The reasons why a man was allowed to do so could be counted on one hand. Basically, even Frank's half-hand would have sufficed. Dimmi's name blessing ceremony. Most children had such a ceremony around their first birthday. One of the Great Mother's Children was called upon to be the child's protector and guide, and at the same time the child was welcomed into the community. An old tradition from times when many children died in their first year