I figured out why I didn't understand Two Towers. We'd been watching side B. Duh. Stupid me.
Tony's POV:
Aster found me crouched in fetal position in my favorite place of all times.
I could go there to unwind at any time.
It was a small book store in New Rome, but I still loved it.
"What's wrong Tony?" She sighed.
"Sometimes I feel like you only fly to escape me." I confessed.
"That's not true."
"How does your invincible thing even work? I mean, you ARE a Roman and that's a Greek term. Little Tiber would have ended it by now." I wondered aloud.
"My skin has never touched Tiber." She answered truthfully.
"Ah."
After that she left me alone, and I was glad. I needed some peace and quiet.
For some reason I didn't have Dyslexia, only ADHD, as I hugged my knees to my chest I devoured a mystery.
I wish my life was like that in books. In books the mysteries are always solved and everything always ends up okay.
But not in my life.
Things never end up okay in my life.
At least not yet, and I'm impulsive, I don't have much patience.
I need some Okay now.
Merry Christmas everybody! Roxy.