For those of you who watch South Park: picture Auron singing the Sexual Harassment Panda Song. Just do it. You'll wet yourself laughing.

Tis chapter ELEVEN! And why is that special? Because it is the first chapter to have both digits as the same number! And it's probably going to be the last one, too…yeah, yeah. I don't think there's going to be a 22. But it might come close.

Oh look, I'm rambling.


Auron was sure that he had ridiculed himself in every way possible. He had been foolish, he thought. He had been beyond foolish. He had let himself grow close to someone, and now he would pay the price. But why hadn't he seen it before? If he'd noticed what had been happening, he could have prevented it. Somehow.

What angered him—no, what frightened him—was the fact that he was creating another reason to stay on Spira. If he did that, then Yuna wouldn't be able to send him until he had eliminated that reason. The only things he would be able to do would be either one; kill Rikku, or two; send himself. And he could never do the former. He wouldn't be able to move on to the Farplane…and it scared him.

He trudged through the sand, keeping an eye out for any treasure. They were on Bikanel Island, using the rest of the day to search for whatever might help them in their preparations for the upcoming battle. All seven of them had spilt up in different directions after they had each been given a flare gun that would signal the others if the user had found something important, but only if they had found something important. They were not to fire otherwise. Still, Auron expected a signal to shoot up with a bang off to the east in Tidus's direction at any moment, only to tell them that he had found a bundle of normal desert ruins.

He hunched over a little to make his way up a steep dune, scanning the desert before him upon reaching the top. No little rusty treasure chests that he could see. He looked to the north, noticing a little spec of a person on the horizon. They seemed to notice him as well, and raised a hand to wave. Judging by who had gone where, the person must have been Yuna, who had decided to go north. Auron waved a few times before stepping off of the dune and beginning to slide down the powdery sand on his feet, jumping off at the bottom so he wouldn't catch on the harder sand at the foot of the hill and fall flat on his face. Now that was something he could picture Tidus doing.

He had let go of warmth a long time ago and allowed his skin to freeze, so in the desert heat he was completely comfortable. He continued to walk, stopping when he stumbled over a very hard object. Squatting to get a better look, he pulled the aged chest from the sand and unclasped the lock, attempting to open it but eventually resorting to kicking the top to weaken the rusty seal. The top flipped open, revealing a small but thick token-like object that seemed as though age hadn't ever touched it. Auron reached in and grabbed it, attempting to bend it to test its fragility. Deciding that it could take a beating and was therefore worth something, he rubbed off a spot of sand and examined it closer; it was a small, glazed over stone that looked like it resembled a token of the moon, only something was different…the colors? Yes, the colors. A stripe resembling a white ribbon ran around the rim of the coin, holding red, flowing script that read "Mercury."

He flipped it over to find a recess in the back, sinking halfway through the coin and running straight across, maybe an inch in width compared to the three or four inch coin. It looked like something was missing from that recess.…

He tucked it into his belt pouch along with his sharpening stone, running his hand over the flare gun for a moment before deciding that it was not important. Discarding the useless chest, he trudged on.


Bomb cores and bomb fragments; this was good, very good. Rikku sat in the sand, scanning over each of her findings which, to her pride, had been very many. It was a good thing that she had insisted on bringing a pouch to carry it all in since she knew from the start that she would find more than any of the others combined, since all they did was look above the surface. You had to kick up some sand if you wanted to find anything.

She lifted each object to scan in the sun, seizing the distraction it gave her. Her mind was still wrapped around her painfully recent conversation with Auron; she wasn't sure what to feel anymore. He'd held her until she had stopped crying, and then he explained everything just as he'd promised. Tidus was a dream of the fayth, he told her. And when Sin was defeated forever, he would fade away because the fayth would wake up and quit dreaming. Hence "Our dream will end, our dream will vanish." She could still feel his hand stroking her back in an attempt to comfort—no, no!

"I've been trying to think of a way to keep him alive," Auron said. Rikku wiped the remnants of tears from her cheeks.

"Found anything?"

For some reason he paused—no, hesitated. "No."

She sniffed. "For the first time, I know that you're lying."

He looked away, and she knew she was right. "Tell me."

He was probably telling himself that he couldn't. "I fear for him, and for Lady Yuna." Yeah, that was what he was telling himself. "I fear failure."

Rikku blinked. "Huh?" But she knew what he meant. Whatever way he'd found, he wasn't sure if it would succeed.

"I need a second option," he said. "Will you help me think of a way to save him?"

She nodded, and he began to leave. But just as he began to descend the stairs, he stopped.

"Just one more thing," he said. She looked up. "Don't…don't tell Yuna."

"Huh? Why not?"

"If she is told at all, it must come from Tidus himself," he explained. "We can't comfort her like he can. And besides, she's lived her whole life thinking that she was going to die. How do you think she would feel if she knew that she was living, but the one she loved was dying?"

Rikku said nothing.

Sweat slicked her hand and caused the large bomb fragment she held to slip from her hold and fall to the sand. A lump formed in her throat, but she forced it away as quickly as she could and gathered her findings into the pouch, slinging it over her back after she was done. Just as she was about to head off, a small squeak sounded behind her. She turned to find a little green cactus—no, it was a cute little cactuar! Rikku dropped her sack, squatting to look at the creature.

"Hey, little guy!" she said, drawing back when it suddenly squeaked in anger. It turned its back to her then faced her again, squeaking once more at the fact that she hadn't moved an inch. She blinked as it cast a weak fire spell in the air, then an equally weak cure spell.

"Red and green…?" Rikku tipped her head to the side before she realized what the cactuar was trying to get across. "Oh! Red Light Green Light! Sure, I'll play."

She stood, ready to run. "Ready!"

The cactuar squeaked a countdown from 3, then turned around again. Rikku burst forward, halting easily when it turned again. It turned and she moved, turned and she stopped, and suddenly she was close enough to make a final leap. Her foot landed on the poor thing, but it burst into smoke. Rikku blinked in surprise, looking around for it before she felt something very hard under her foot. She stepped back to find a green, glowing sphere where the cactuar had been, reflecting the sun off of its shiny sides.

She stooped down to pick it up, lifting it to the sun. It pulsed in her hand, slightly cold to the touch; its contents shined in waves like light through water.

"Pretty!" she said, scanning the horizon for no apparent reason. I consider this important.


Auron was pilfering the contents of another chest when he heard a deafening bang sound to the southeast; it took him a moment to realize that a flare had been used. Southeast…who had gone southeast?—wait, Rikku.

I wonder what she's found, he thought. He took off in the direction of the fading signal.


Surprisingly enough, he was the first to arrive. Sliding down another dune and taking the same precautions to land smoothly, he called to her as he landed, and she waved to him and tossed him a small, green sphere. Snatching it from the air, he gave her a scolding look.

"Be careful," he said. "What if it's fragile?"

"What could it possibly break on out here?" Rikku asked, putting her hands on her hips. Auron opened his mouth to retort, but found no reply. Instead he lifted the sphere to the sun to examine it more thoroughly. It was amazing how he could go through something one minute and act as if it had never happened the next. Sometimes she was pretty sure that if the entire world exploded, he would be completely fine the next day.

"Fehhan Cbrana," Auron said, "Winner Sphere."

"Huh? Lemme see!"

She reached for the sphere but Auron held it out of her reach. "There's more. It says 'Kutryht.' That is…Godhand."

She stopped trying to seize the sphere. "Since when do you know Al Bhed?"

He was saved the effort of replying when Tidus called out to them from the top of a dune and began to slide down. He let out a whoop of joy before tripping at the bottom and doing a painful-looking faceplant. While he moaned into the sand Auron and Rikku were laughing, one harder than the other; Rikku fell to her knees as she lost the strength to stand.

"Graceful," said Auron. Tidus began to spit out sand and glare.

"Not funny, old man!" he cried.

"Yes it is," Auron replied. "Yes it is."

Just then Yuna emerged from where Tidus had appeared, and she stepped carefully down the sliding sand.

"Hello," she greeted them as she jumped to safety. "Who fired the flare gun?"

Tidus scrambled to a stand in an attempt to not be seen by her in such an embarrassed state. Auron pointed to Rikku.

"What did you find?" she asked, and Auron passed her the sphere. She attempted to read the Al Bhed, then handed it back. "What does it say?"

"Winner Sphere and Godhand." Rikku folded her arms. "I thought that we were supposed be searching individually."

Tidus's ears reddened in the telltale sign of guilt. "What do you mean?"

"You and Yunie came from the same direction," Rikku said accusingly, "And at nearly the same time."

"Yeah, so? What about you and Auron? He was with you when I got here, and you guys went in complete opposite directions!"

"I moved fast," Auron said. "And you were probably so busy tripping up that it took you twice as long to get here."

Tidus pouted and muttered something along the lines of "I only tripped three times..."

"Oi!" Wakka called from the south, bringing Lulu from the southeast. Kimahri arrived from northeast, jumping straight off of the dune to get to them. Each examined the sphere, wondering what it did since it so obviously didn't play a recording.

"Where did you find this?" asked Lulu. Rikku was too busy staring at the top of the dune to the north to answer. "Rikku?"

She lifted a finger to point at a green spec in the direction she was staring. "Cactuar!!!"

"What?"

"Follow me!" she ordered, taking off at a dead run toward the plush doll-like creature.

"Hey, wait!" The others followed; Auron tucked the sphere away in his belt pouch and took the liberty of grabbing the girl's sack of pillages before heading after them.

The cactuar had gone quite a ways before it finally stopped, and Rikku went as far as she could toward it before it started to back up, setting the distance.

"What are you doing, Rikku?" Yuna asked.

"Ready!" she cried.

The cactuar gave three squeaks before turning its back to them and Rikku leaped forward, stopping when it turned again. As the pattern continued, the party realized that she was playing Red Light Green Light with it. A whole new set of questions entered their minds before she finally reached the creature, bringing her foot down roughly on the top of its head. It burst into a thick puff of smoke which quickly floated away with the breeze, and Rikku stooped down to pick something up. When she'd gotten a hold of it, she whipped around and struck a pose, presenting her prize to the others: a green sphere identical to the one that she had just shown them.

"See?" she said. "You get them from playing with the cactuars!"

The others exchanges glances in disbelief.

"What does it say?" asked Auron.

"Same thing, 'Winner Sphere and Godhand.'"

"There's another one!" Tidus pointed behind her and she immediately charged at it with the others in tow. She beat this one a little less gracefully; at the very end she tripped but managed to touch the cactuar with the tip of her finger. It burst into smoke and left behind yet another sphere which she tossed to Yuna, who had been silently declared the "sphere carrier."

"So all you have to do is touch them?" Auron asked.

"I guess so."

"Then I have an idea."

He raised his hand and a single pyrefly floated from it, beginning to head toward the unmoving cactuar. It passed through the creature, which burst into smoke and left its sphere behind. Rikku gasped.

"That's cheating!" she exclaimed. "Don't do that!"

Auron smiled with amusement, holding his hand up in surrender. "We do it your way, then."

"Yay!" If he was going to act like nothing had happened, then so would she. She retrieved the sphere and charged the next cactuar with relative ease. After quite a few more, Tidus asked if he could try one.

"I don't see why not," Rikku said. Tidus crouched low before giving the signal for the game to start.

"Ready!"

Three squeaks and he was off, but on the second turn he stopped too late and the cactuar noticed the movement. It squealed in triumph for a time then settled down, just sitting there as if in wait.

"Looks like you get another turn!" Yuna said as Tidus jogged back to the starting point. This time he got the sphere perfectly; charging when the time was right and leaping to it at the end.

"That makes nine," Yuna announced. "How many more do you think we have?"

Their eyes locked on a single cactuar standing in front of a stone. It squeaked in challenge, and Rikku slid into stance.

"Ready!"

The cactuar seemed to spin in circles, making it impossible for her to move without being seen. Two turns were lost, and the cactuar grew still.

Auron stepped forward. "I'm not cheating," he said, "I'm being resourceful."

Rikku crossed her arms and watched as Auron raised his hand again, emitting a pyrefly and maneuvering it toward the green plushlike creature. However, it tipped its body to follow the glow before it hissed. Auron froze; that hiss was familiar. The cactuar pointed its crooked arm at it, and suddenly a thin beam of red tinted light shot from it, colliding with the pyrefly and causing it to vanish immediately. Auron bit back a cry of pain.

Balefire; the very essence of death. Be careful, little one, or the man in the cactuar suit might hurt someone.

"Looks like there's no cheating this time!" Rikku said. He fell to his knees, still resisting the urge to scream. "Hey, you okay?"

His vision blurred as his senses darted to his mind, and suddenly he was kneeling in another world again. Black marble floor and walls dominated his surroundings and Ender appeared next to him, barely visible against the darkness. A transparent wall rose before them, its surface flaunting a multitude of colors. On the opposite side of the wall—no, the barrier was what seemed to be a thousand, white hot…strings. In the center was a ball of blue-tinted light, and from it spawned a hundred different tendrils that were beating softly against the barrier in a request to leave their prison.

"This," said Ender, "is inside you."

Auron rose to a stand, gazing at whatever it was that floated on the other side. Ender walked forward, pressing his hands against the multi-colored wall.

"And this is in the way."

"In the way of what?" Auron asked. Ender chuckled.

"Power."

The barrier shattered as glass would upon impact, and the strings shot forward to wrap around Auron's neck and arms, choking him and preventing him from saving himself simultaneously. He faintly saw a thread come close to Ender, but all he had to do was look at it for it to shrink away.

His eye snapped open and his arm swung in and arc, producing the same power that he had used against Yunalesca. The cactuar barely had time to squeak once before the arc of flashfire crashed into it with a deafening roar of an aftereffect, blowing sand in all directions. When the grain in the air had cleared, the guardians stared at him in shock.

"The sphere," Auron said simply. Rikku stepped forward to claim it, never taking her narrowed, angry eyes off of him. She tossed the winner sphere to Yuna and it danced away from her in the air before she finally got a good grip.

"What was that?" Tidus asked.

"That's the second time you've blacked out or nearly blacked out," Rikku said, leaning forward with her hands on her hips. "And you said you were tired!"

"I'm fine."

"Oh, really? That's also the second time you've used that…light thing," she pointed out.

"I would consider that a good thing," Auron countered. "I'm alright."

The others watched the exchange with their eyebrows reaching their hairlines.

"We're done here anyway."

"No, we're not," Tidus said. He and Yuna were kneeling by the stone that they had already begun to neglect. It was then that they noticed what was past the stone; a great recess in the desert in which a sandstorm raged. The sand was brown with a rare health, and cactuses were scattered about. They returned their attention to the stone, which had ten sphere-shaped slots. One by one, he and Yuna placed the spheres into the stone, and about halfway through the task they noticed that the sandstorm was weakening. Rikku pointed toward the middle of the valley.

"Hey! There's a huge chest over there!" The others saw it through the swirling sand. Placing the rest of the spheres where they belonged, the two stood and watched at the storm faded away completely, the sand swirling to the ground in defeat.

"That was…odd," Lulu said.

"Who cares? We got treasure!" Rikku cried, leaping down the dune. Auron put a hand to his forehead. The girl was so easily distracted…but such a thing was fine if it continued to work to his advantage. By the time the others had reached her she was already holding her prize to the sky in a standard examination. It was a rectangle piece of glazed over stone that had two peculiar designs rounding out to the side.

"All it says is 'Symbol of.'" She said, tossing it behind her. "Junk."

Auron snatched it from the air before it fell to the sand. "Don't be so narrow-minded," he said. "Things are often more than they appear." He produced the coin and turned it over to take a look at the recess. Upon fitting the pieces together, the line that separated them disappeared, sealing the two. Rikku blinked.

"Well, how'd you do that?" she asked. Auron said nothing and dropped the piece into her waiting hands.

"Huh? You're just going to give it to me?"

"It's valuable to be sure, but I have no use for it."

"Umm…okay then." She was still trying to grasp the fact that Auron was giving her a gift. She looked down at it curiously.

"Symbol of Mercury," she read. "Wonder what that means."

Bringing out her communicator with a flourish, Rikku flipped a switch and the machina crackled to life.

"Yeah?" Cid's voice blared.

"Beam us up, pops!" she said.

"…Say what, now?"

The Al Bhed rolled her eyes. "Just pick us up."

"Will do!"


He saw a house. A normal, average house, though something seemed strange about it—the design, maybe? He was in what must have been the living room. A man strode through the door who he guessed was Ender by the way he was dressed, wearing the familiar heavy black robes that fell around him in folds. A woman was with him, her arm looped around his. She had a small form and bright blonde hair hanging down to her waist that brought out her spiraling emerald Al Bhed eyes.

Ender turned and smiled to her before leaning down to place a soft kiss on her lips, and the woman returned the gesture for the brief moment that the pleasure was given.

The room whirled and suddenly he was standing on the top of a high hill next to Ender, staring down at a bustling city. Children were running through the streets, their laughter unheard by him due to distance while their parents raised a finger to advise safe play. Further into the city was what seemed like a bazaar; merchants had set up their stalls all around the square, some in the midst of persuading a customer to buy their wares. Ender scanned over it all with a neutral, passive expression before he raised his hands to the sky. And suddenly the children, the parents, the buildings and merchants and stalls all burst into flames as though a giant flare spell had consumed the city.

And Ender smiled.

Auron awoke with a gasp and his hand shot out to seize an unknown target. He found one, but suddenly a high voice squeaked in pain.

"Auron," they said, straining for breath, "You're hurting me—!"

He suddenly realized that he had grabbed a throat. "Rikku!" He released his grip. "Rikku, I'm sorry—did I hurt you?" What a stupid question.

The Al Bhed answered through coughs. "No, you just crushed my air tube, that's all."

"Sorry, I—" He abruptly realized that he was holding her cheek and snatched his hand away. "Where are we?"

"Luca," she replied. "You don't remember? We left Bikanel and Tidus begged everyone to let him play blitzball for the rest of the day and Wakka joined in, so we had to let them. The others are at the stadium now, watching them."

Oh, that's right. And after they had arrived he vaguely remembered Rikku dragging him to one of the rooms that were usually reserved for blitzball players and insisting that he rest. Her antics were giving him a headache, so he had obliged. The last thing he remembered was seeing was the girl taking a seat on the couch on the other side of the room before he fell asleep and had the nightmare that just wouldn't seem to slip from his mind the way that dreams were supposed to. He sat up, discovering that he still had on everything but his boots and jacket and cowl, which sat and hung by the foot of the bed, respectively. His sunglasses were resting on the nearby table.

"Why aren't you with them?" he asked.

"Uhh…I never really liked blitzball." She stepped back and plopped down onto the couch. "Now would you mind explaining why you tried to kill me just now?"

Auron swung his legs out of bed and leaned forward, running a hand through his hair. "Had a nightmare."

He thought he heard her mutter "You have nightmares?"

"Oh," she said. "That sucks. Oh, and who's 'Ilyena?'"

He froze. He had been calling out in his sleep, and to a person he didn't even know?

"Were you watching me the whole time I slept?" he asked. She laughed nervously.

"Umm…maybe?"

He had to smile at that. He stood up and grabbed his jacket, slipping it on along with his collar. "We might as well go meet the others."

Rikku watched as he tugged on his boots, then did him the service of retrieving his sunglasses and tossing them over. He caught them easily, slipping them onto his face. Whatever had just happened to him, he was trying to show that he was over it now. And he was doing a good job of it, too.


The roar of the cheering fans grew louder as they traversed the steps to the stadium, eventually emerging into a whole other world, it seemed. The giant sphere of water loomed before them and the players zoomed about the interior. Auron couldn't tell who had the ball, but he picked out Tidus immediately. Knowing the boy's game patterns, it wasn't hard to predict where he was. Rikku let out a cry of delight and pointed to the scoreboard. "Look!"

7 to 5, in favor of the Aurochs. They were going against the Luca Goers yet again, but their team seemed to be playing with a new sort of spirit. They watched as Tidus hurled the ball and scored, causing the Goer fans to moan in disapproval. The Aurochs seemed to have many more fans now that they had been winning more and more frequently.

Auron thought he heard someone call his name above the crowd and turned in that direction to see Yuna waving her arms in an attempt to grab his attention. The group was sitting by her; he began to make his way toward them with Rikku following close behind.

After they were seated, Rikku leaned over. "I think that Tidus wants to get as much blitzball in as he can before he—"

Auron shot her a dangerous look. "Yuna is right there," he said, his voice lowered so much that it was barely audible over the crowd's cheers and groans. She fell silent.

"Sorry," she said.

"Tell that to Yuna." He turned to the summoner. "How far along is the game?"

The buzzer sounded, and the commentator cut in. "Oooh! Looks like the Besaid Aurochs win again!" he announced. Tidus did a victory pose. "They really have improved!"

"Over," Yuna said.

And I had expected a long wait, Auron thought, looking up to the V.I.P. box. And there stood Ender, surveying the scene with the same passive look that he had given the city in his dream. He vanished as suddenly as he'd appeared, leaving Auron to wonder if he had been there at all. He dismissed it; no answers for no questions asked. And yet his eye lingered on the spot where he had stood, almost as if he couldn't look away—it was only when he began to step down the stairs that he paid attention to what he was doing.


Tidus and Wakka, along with the rest of the team, were in the locker room, letting out whoops of joy at their winning streak. Yuna smiled at Tidus, muttering congratulations. All Lulu had to do was smile at Wakka to say "good job."

"That makes ten in a row, ya?" Wakka cheered, opening his locker. "We're gettin good!"

"Cap'n!" The blitzers cried.

"Nuh-uh. Tidus is the captain now, remember?"

"Right!" They all went into grumbling about how they kept forgetting. Wakka pulled something from the inside of his locker, holding it close to his face to get a good look at it.

"Hey, what's this?" he asked. The others gathered around for a look. "Looks like the thing that Auron gave Rikku, ya? Only without the other piece, and the colors are different." He then noticed the script on the artificial ribbon. "It says 'Jupiter.'"

Tidus took it from the redhead's hands to get a look for himself. "Hey, yeah! It does look like the other one."

"But where's the other piece?"

He tossed it back. "Ask someone who knows."

"Yeah, right."

Auron felt a hand on his shoulder, and as he tried to catch a glimpse of the owner they vanished and the hair on the back of his neck rose. He had no doubts as to who it had been.

"We're leaving," he announced.

"Huh? But we just finished a game!" Tidus complained.

"Then I'm leaving." He had to get away from the others to finally confront Ender face-to-face—as he sensed the man's presence in the back of his mind, he also sensed that he wanted to talk. And really, Auron would do anything to get him to leave him alone.

He left the locker rooms briskly only to realize that Rikku was tagging along on his left. Ender appeared to his other side, seeming to glide across the floor with sinister grace. Rikku didn't notice him.

"That…thing is too clingy," said Ender. "Get rid of her."

"I'm going to rest a little more before we leave," Auron said to her, hiding the anger he felt toward the thing to his right. Ender smiled as if sensing the distaste directed at him. When she continued to walk with him, Auron chuckled. "Go to the others. The party will be much livelier with your company."

Rikku gave a defeated look. "I'm waking you up when we're leaving," she said before jogging back in the direction of the others. As she rounded the corner and they entered Auron's temporary room, the man glided forward to scan his surroundings.

"Why do you keep bothering me like this?" Auron asked.

"Bothering?" Ender asked, still not taking the effort to look at the man he was speaking to. "Is that all? Bothering…you know, I can make it much, much worse."

He should have felt fear. Should have, but did not. For a moment it rose within him before it was pushed back down by someone other than himself; it was then that he realized what was happening.

"You're toying with my emotions," Auron said calmly, contrary to what he should have been feeling.

"But of course," said Ender. "I can't have you going mad with fear, now can I? I've lost too many good pawns that way. Oh, yes; sometimes I get careless and forget to calm the person I'm talking to, and when I appear they just collapse. Their mental capabilities…vanish, you see. They get stuck in an asylum if they don't die on the spot..." A chuckle. "And sometimes I do it for fun. Hm…delightful."

Auron drew back. What was this guy? He suddenly felt very sorry for letting Ender catch him alone and began to miss Rikku for a multitude of reasons. The corners of Ender's lips sank in a frown.

"This…Rikku girl," he began, turning to look back at him. "The one you're so attached to—"

"Who is Ilyena?" Auron interrupted. Ender was silent, and his jaw dropped ever so slightly. "Was it that girl—the Al Bhed in my dream?"

Ender's teeth clenched. "You were in love with her," Auron continued. "But something happened."

He doubled over and his hands raised to clutch his head in the same sort of mental struggle he had had in front of Yunalesca, his hands already beginning to resemble claws. When he bared his teeth at the warrior in anger, they weren't humanlike either. As he spoke his usually smooth voice was distorted, sounding as if it was coming from something that was never meant to speak at all.

"Quit while you're ahead, little one," was all he said before he vanished. Auron's sight vanished with him, and he collapsed to lie unconscious on the carpeted floor.


Eye-lee-yen-ah. That's how you pronounce Ilyena. Hooray for confusion clearing!

Yay! I managed to get out another chapter before I become dead to the internet for a week. Send me reviews as always!

(Wow. That was the shortest closing author's note I've ever had. Maybe because it's one in the morning and I had to retry typing this sentence five times before I finally got it right…I hope.) Oh, and tell me if you hate Ender.

-Ari Elisianete