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Strange

Things couldn't be any stranger right now. I could take the one child - Epicurus isn't a problem. But now another relic? And twins!? I'm not sure how I got roped in to this, but I almost want out.

Not that that could happen...

I wonder how this has affected Epi. Since there are now three souls bonded to mine. Or how it will affect the twins.

And why am I in danger? I'm being forced ot move because of all of this. Honestly, I'm fond of my condo and my neighbors, as much of a pain as they can occasionally be... Luckily for me none of them have asked any strange questions, though they're curious as to why I have to move.

And the landlord is not happy about my breaking contract, but I told her is was an emercency and that I simply couldn't live there anymore, for her safety and for everyone else's. I have to pay a fee for breaking it, but she's not going to press charges.

Strange how you die and you life changes. For me... I died twice.

Quiet Mystery

Simon, having just put Epicurus to bed, flopped down on his bed and fingered the amulet around his neck. It had been longer than two days... He knew what was coming, and knew it was coming soon. Any time he laid down to sleep he wondered where he would be carried, if at all. Last time it had been a library... This time...

With a small smile he glanced at Epicurus whose bed was among boxes that were filling with his possessions. It would be cramped for a little while, but not for too long.

Freeing his mind of these idle and dwindling thoughts, he pulled the sheet to his waist and he settled in for the night, quickly dozing off after an exhausting day of packing and taking care of Epi.

As he slept, just as before, his soul floated above his body. At least he was expecting it this time and expected the strange door to be floating before him and knew what would happen when he opened it. So that was good.

Simon looked down at himself and smiled inwardly, then stepped toward the door and opened it as it drew him near with it's strange power.

When he exited the door he found himself in a garden. It was floating on a platform and one of those spiraling ramps that connected the floating parts of the building that Epi had been found on was connecting it to the lower and upper platforms. And he could see, just above his head.........a very very Familiar library.

Before him was a young woman and a young man. Both were rather unearthly in appearance. Slender bodies-the male with black, the girl with white-and instead of hair, just long tendrils with color tips. The girl had red tips and the other blue. He wore a robe similar to that which Epi had worn, only it was black with silver lining instead of white black and gold. She however wore a robe identical to Epi's. She wore a similar headdress but he wore a dark version of it. They seemed to be part of some sort of order that he had been a part of. Either way these two must have been killed sometime around the time that he had if not just before. Had the killer just killed them and gone right up the stairs to get Epi?

But this time the murder weapon wasn't a book. The dark male had a red line around his neck that indicated he'd been beheaded. She was laying on a bench that she'd been seated on and he was laying before her. Through her chest was a strange sword with a rather unearthly blade. It seemed to have stuck there when she was killed. He...must have been protecting her when he died.

Simon peered around, looking up and finding it comforting and fmailiar, then back around at the garden. Its beauty amazed him, and he took a few steps forward ot get a better look around a nearby bush.

Before him was a sight tat spelled massacre to him somewhere in the back of his mind, and he crept closer to the two forms, both beautiful in their own right. There were definantly resemblences to Epicurus, which made imon wonder...

He moved closer and reached out to touch and trace the line upon the male's neck first, then run his fingers agasinst the flat of the blade until he made contact with her body...

Just as before the bodies started to glow-hers white and his black-as did the relic. It split in two to go into the bodies and cause them to shrink. And when the glowing stopped, there as before, were two adorable little babies. Neither had visible mouths but both were awake and looking around somewhat, the boy rubbing his eyes a bit and making a slightly unearthly cry from his invisible mouth.

Also, laying next to the girl, was the blade as well as three strange staves. They were similar in their own right. One was long and black and had been laying under the male. It had a large sapphire orb and silver detailings on it. The other had been beside her and unoticible. Her's was white with the gold detailing and a large red orb. The final one however was oddest. It was broken in half and she had most likely been repairing it. It was definately a different make then theirs. It was gold and curved at the top with a large white orb under one part of the curve and a black one under the second. Strange that these were there as well. He may have had to grab the twins with one arm and the weapons with another.

Simon bent and picked up one child in each arm and stared at the weapons a moment, seemingly comtemplating how to carry everything. He shifted the babies so they were both in his left arm and reached down to pick up all of the items that lay with them, though with a visable struggle in carrying evertying because of the oddity of the amount and size and shape of it all.

After he'd picked up those things the door let him go right through, back into his body where he was allowed to wake up without his arms full-the weapons now on the bedside table with the number of the ship and the babies on the bed yawning with their unseen mouths-that unearthly sounding kind of yawn.

Silence

I've been trying to get some sort of vocal reaction out of Lydia and Daniel, but neither seems to want to talk. I mean, sure, they don't have mouths, but I know they're capable - Daniel was crying when I woke up.

It worries me a bit, since Epicurus can get quite talkative when he so chooses - and that can get long-winded for a child his age. Granted, I found him in a library... But still. The fact that I haven't heard the twins say a single word is making me wonder if something's wrong, whether it be with me or them.

I think that once they meet some other children, maybe they'll talk a bit more. They don't talk to Epicurus, but he doesn't talk to them either, even when they all play together. I can tell that there's some sort of communication taking place by the way they interact - they're working together when building blocks, or playing a game. They're not simply reacting to each other's actions.

But I suppose it's not something to completely worry about. While they are children, they're reborn gods. They're not like human babies - there's no way to confuse them. I assume that eventually, everything will work out in the end. And besides, Epicurus is a bit older than them, and maybe once he's a bit bigger as well, he'll be able to coax them into speaking. Their relation has something to do with it, I'm sure, so I guess all there is to do in this case is wait.

Bringing them out to play with other children worries me, though. I don't want anything to happen to them (obviously!) but I fear that they won't be accepted as easily. Though, I suppose since they'll be playing with other gods, that shouldn't even be an issue on my mind. They all look different, and some more than others.

I'm going to give myself a headache, worrying like this, but the finish of the move and trying to get everything in order is making me stress a bit more than is healthy. My lack of work isn't helping to soothe that, either. Once Epi gets older, he might be able to watch the twins. Not quite so soon, of course, but eventually... Then I could get back to work. I need to find a babysitter that won't panic every time I call. That way I'll be able to at least get away every once in awhile to relax, even if it's not to get some work. (Though, a short-call baby-sitter would be great, so I could hire them if I got a short-notice job. But that's wishful thinking, probably.)

Well, I guess that's life. When things put ou into the throws of destiny, the only thing you can do is try to make some sense out of the resulting chaos.