Chapter Nine: Event Horizon
Many miles away, the stitchpunk coven resided in 9’s hideaway, completely unaware of what was coming after them. They were all trying to find their places in life again, trying once more to share a home. Nobody was sending someone else away again, or leaving those who needed them. Some felt as if they’d never been apart at all.
1 seemed like he didn’t know what to do with himself. He was a general, an enforcer of the war. But now that it was all peace, what were he and 8 good for now? The oldest stitchpunk usually kept himself away from the others, hiding in the highest room of the house. He rarely spoke to anyone. However, he had immediately resumed the role as leader as soon as 9 returned his crown, cape, and staff to him. 1 had accepted these without so much as a thank-you, but the younger didn’t press the issue. Perhaps, as time passed, he would earn 1’s respect, and maybe one day his friendship.
8 never missed a ch
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