There were times when Tyler went missing, and the Sons could never figure out where he disappeared to. He always came back before too much time went by, but the other boys were still curious about where he would wander off to.
Tyler never let them find out. If any of them tried to follow him through his Power, he had chains of spells ready to direct them in the wrong way, and if any of them actually tried to follow him, he'd Use the tiniest bit of Power to confuse them for a minute, and before they could re-orient themselves, he'd be long gone
He didn't disappear just to mystify the other boys, though. His reasons were solely of the personal nature—he wanted time to breathe and not be the Simms heir, the youngest Son, the group's Baby Boy. He just wanted to be Tyler.
When he took these small breaks, Tyler would wander through the backwoods of Spenser and find the beaten trail that others must have travelled down long ago. He followed it to a clearing in the forest where there was a circle of tree stumps arranged around what seemed to be a fire pit. He'd take a seat on one of the stumps, or lean against a fallen log, and he'd pretend he was part of the group that would escape there so long ago.
He would get lost in his head with all of the strangers of the past, ones who were really different aspects of himself, even the parts he hid from everyone else. They'd reacquaint themselves each time, and each time, Tyler learned something new.
After basking in the silence of the forest for what seemed like eternity to him, he'd wander back to school and rejoin his friends and his life. They'd ask him where he was for the past hour or two, but he never answered. He couldn't really explain.
