It had now been about three months since our group started training under Red, and slowly the members who remained had become able to communicate simple ideas with their partners just by exchanging glances… But none of us had managed to do the same thing with the other soldiers.

I stared intently into the eyes of one of my co-workers, an older soldier named Garret. He'd been the first soldier after myself to show signs of being able to communicate with his Pokemon non-verbally.

'Hello Garret. How was your day.' I tried to tell him with my eyes, but he simply raised one of his bushy purple eyebrows at me in confusion.

"Cyan, what the hell are you doing?" He asked me with his gruff voice-The ban on talking had eventually been lifted once all the remaining soldiers were able to issue a command to their Pokemon non-verbally. A portion of training each day was still conducted in silence, but Red eventually relented on having the entire day be silent.

I sighed.

"I'm trying to talk with my eyes."

"You're still on about that?"

He laughed at my expense. A guttural laughter that was more annoying than contagious.

"It's impossible Cyan. The bond between partner and trainer is the only reason we can even get close with our Pokemon. You wouldn't even be able to get it with any other Pokemon-Much less with a human being. Just stick to call signs."

I grunted, but Garret's attitude was more or less how the entire camp felt at this point. My display with Red a few months ago had caused them to stick it out and learn to direct their Pokemon, but everybody relaxed after achieving that, since it was clear Red wasn't going to discard anyone who had learnt the skill. I might be the only soldier still trying.

I wanted to argue, but as I opened my mouth the loudspeaker flared to life. Everybody in the room turned to look, but the loudspeaker only produced a few taps before shutting off.

"Honestly…" Garret sighed. "Couldn't he at least say something for the announcements?"

"4 Taps." I mumbled, ignoring Garret. "That's the strategy room, right?"

It wasn't long before we'd all gathered in the strategy room, where Red and a logistics officer named Amy were waiting for us. Amy had been brought in after a large number of the soldiers under Red's command had complained about cramming over a table or blackboard to read whatever announcement he had to make.

"Uh, it says…" Amy began, raising the sheet written by Red.

"Alright losers, as far as I'm concerned none of you are ready yet, but HQ says we've got to show results soon or they're cutting us off. Which unfortunately means I've really gotta hurry and pick a vice-commander."

Ah, of course. Red had been running everything by himself so far, but he was really supposed to have a second in command. I glanced over the crowd, wondering who it would be.

Amy frowned.

"Erm, Red? Are you sure this is correct?"

She handed the paper to Red, pointing to a section and whispering for a moment. "No, but…"

I gazed over the crowd, picking out faces who would potentially illicit that reaction from Amy. I heard a few noises of scuffle and confusion as I did so, but then I was jolted from my thoughts by a hand grasping onto my left shoulder.

I turned to look and it retreated just as fast, Red's hand was bone-thin, almost dainty. Though perhaps such a description would imply more health than was due to his appearance.

'Cyan. You're second in command now. Come to the front.' His crimson eyes glowed.

"Wait-Me!?" I squeaked with surprise.

And Red smiled at me.

Amy was dismissed as I was ushered to the front, bewildered and surprised. I wracked my brain trying to understand how on earth I had earned this position, until finally it clicked. I'd nearly forgotten.

The sign from the first week of training.

[The first person who can learn to communicate silently becomes my vice-commander.]

...

"…Thanks for saving us, Mum." Blue sheepishly answered.

…Huh?

The red-haired lady smiled, making her appear almost eerie against the backdrop of the deep blue mist.

"Good boy."

Wait wait wait-Lorelei is Blue's mother!? I almost reeled in shock, as I shot glances back and forth between both the member of the Elite four and my travelling companion, trying to process the information I'd just received.

Through the thick azure mist that shrouded the entire route I did my best to study and compare the features of both Blue and his supposed mother, trying to find points of similarity.

"I take it you've been well?"

Lorelei's pristine voice called to young boy who refused to look her in the eye.

"…Enough."

Was his only answer.

"Are you finally giving up on being a fire type specialist?"

"No."

"Then to whom does the Squirtle belong? Perhaps…"

The woman pushed the glasses against her face, turning her head to look at me. Her dark red eyes trained onto me for the first time, and although I found her intimidating, I couldn't help but feel that compared to Blue, her eyes seemed somewhat… Dull.

"Young boy, is this Squirtle your partner?"

I shook my head gently, keeping a watchful eye on the Elite Four member. "No ma'am, my Partner is a R-Rattata." I stuttered out, shivering from the cold.

Her eyes darted over to glance at Yeller, who was still suffering from the effects of Paralysis. If we had to fight our way out, we were at a real disadvantage to do so.

"Right, you must be cold…" Lorelei all but muttered. "Lapras, that's enough!"

As soon as she called out, the mist began to dissipate, and with it the mild blue tint also faded away. The air cleared and the route became clearly visible again, devastated by the brief battle we'd been engaged in. I could see dents in the dirt, patches of uprooted grass, and there were still several small puddles.

A large Pokemon lay floating peacefully in the river, four fins stemming from a large rounded blue body, a shell with rock-like spires covering it's torso. It's thick neck reached up to a rounded head, mouth shaped like a beak.

Lapras…

I'd seen pictures of them in books before, but I'd never had the opportunity to see one in real life. Even now they were an endangered species, and preservation efforts had become a lower priority over the course of multiple coming wars. I couldn't recall whether they had gone extinct in my last life, or were simply so rare that I'd never gotten to see a real one.

I wasn't totally sure I'd ever known the answer.

Seemingly satisfied, the lady turned her chilling gaze back onto Blue, her red eyes frosty and cold.

"Why are you here, Blue?"

"Why are you here, Mum?"

"Important government business." The ice queen crossed her arms sternly. "Don't dodge the question."

"…I'm retaking the Gym Challenge."

"Ah… You didn't complete it last time?"

The pair locked eyes with one another, Blue's somewhat reserved expression turning to a scowl whilst his mother's face remained entirely neutral. The silence was long and you could cut the tension with a knife, but eventually Blue relented with a subtle click of his tongue.

"I had to go home."

"…I see."

The awkward silence continued, until finally I felt prompted to speak. I cleared my throat.

"Uh… Greetings Ma'am. I'm Cyan. Blue and I have been travelling together recently. It's nice to meet you…?"

I reached a hand towards the lady, who cocked an eyebrow at me, then shot Blue an accusatory look.

"Really, Blue? You're making him call himself Cyan? Why do you make all your friends to use silly nicknames like that?"

"Wh-I do not!" Blue protested.

"Sure you do! Like that sweet girl you used to hang around with-What did you call her again?"

"Green."

"Are you sure that was…"

The mention of Chee reminded me-I didn't see her, even though the fog had lifted. I turned my focus away from the conversation between Blue and his mother, trying to locate the young girl.

There she is.

I eventually spotted a pair of silver eyes peaking out from inside one of the few bushes still standing. For whatever reason, Chee had chosen to hide once Lorelei had shown up. I walked over to her bush, my partner Rattata waddling by my side-He still hadn't completely thrown off the paralysis.

"Hey, is something wrong?"

I asked her with a whisper, crouching next to her chosen hiding place and resting a hand on Yeller's head to stroke it affectionately.

I don't want to be seen by her. The silver eyes murmured back to me.

I nodded, glancing over at the conversation between Blue and Lorelei, both of whom were getting a little more animated as it progressed.

Frankly, I found the woman to be rather creepy. That alone would have been enough for me to distrust her. I had the benefit of hindsight however. I still remembered what the army officers had told me about her-How she'd betrayed Kanto during our time of need, siding with Johto.

"Yeah… She seems a bit untrustworthy."

I answered, turning back to look at Chee.

The black-haired girl blinked a few times, tilting her head to the side in confusion.

…No? She's just scary.

This prompted a frown from me. I'd always known Chee to have powerfully accurate instincts, so I'd just assumed she'd seen some hint of the future betrayal I was already aware of.

"Then… What are you afraid of?"

Chee jolted suddenly, looking up to me with a hint of desperation in her eyes-Though she quickly slammed her eyes shut and receded into the bushes, I was able to catch some small piece of whatever had gone through her mind at that moment.

If she finds out-

That was all I'd caught before the skittish girl had very intentionally obscured her thoughts from me. What is she worried about Lorelei 'finding out'? I mused to myself, but my train of thought was quickly distracted by the sounds of shouting from behind me rapidly rising in volume.

"No! I don't want to!" I heard Blue growl viciously. Apparently he'd been angered enough that he was no longer acting subservient to his mother.

I got up and cautiously approached the duo, returning my attention to their conversation.

"Blue, I've seen your potential." Lorelei crossed her arms and shot Blue a stern glare. "You have the ability to become an even stronger water specialist than myself. You're squandering your talent with this silly fantasy of being a fire specialist!"

Blue shrivelled under the glare for only an instant before gritting his teeth and stepping forwards. "I don't care about any talent that makes me more like you. I don't want to be anything like you!"

"Blue."

"No, I don't want to hear it!" The boy snapped, shooting his mother with an intense glare. "You never cared about me or my dad, you just want to be remembered in the history books, right? You can't be the strongest trainer in Kanto, so you'll settle for being his mentor and mother, huh?"

Blue spat on the ground between them and turned away from her. "I'll become a champion, Lorelei. But I won't do it your way."

Lorelei's face softened, a few emotions running closer to the surface. I studied the expression of the red-haired woman as she stared at her son's back. The gentle winds rustling her hair and his own. The look in her eyes-It reminded me of something I'd seen before…

Silently she rubbed her eyes, and when she returned to her usual posture the expression was gone.

"Blue. You lost the beacon again?"

The brunette boy waved dismissively as he continued to walk past us.

"Why would I keep it?"

The older lady reached into her purse and retrieved a small metal device, lobbing it forcefully at her child. I let out a startled yelp as it arced over me, yet Blue spun on his heel to catch it flawlessly in his palm.

"I'm well aware of how you feel about me, Blue." Lorelei spoke with a stern and commanding voice. "But this is for your own safety. If you ever find yourself in a dangerous situation you can't resolve, use it. I promise I'll come to your aid. Despite everything, I am your mother."

She nodded to me quietly. "Thank you for putting up with my son. I hope you two will continue to be friends."

Blue, Chee and I watched her in silence as she gathered up the defeated grunts, placing them on her Lapras and jetting up the river. After a few moments of silence that felt like an eternity, she was gone.

"Like your promises mean anything." Blue muttered, tossing the device into the river with a throw similar to the one Lorelei had used against him.

"Cyan, Green, we're moving."

I took a step towards them, but stopped and turned back. I watched the slow flowing river for a moment, conflicting emotions swirling within my chest.

"Cyan, you coming?"

"I'll catch up, just give me a minute." I called back.

Blue shrugged but let me be, walking past the corner with Chee.

I waited a few seconds indecisively, then took a deep breath. I pulled off my shoes and socks, then waded into the river, digging through the water. It took me a few minutes, but I eventually fished out the metal device, holding it up to the sun.

I couldn't get it out of my head. The look Lorelei had when Blue turned away from her… When she'd let her expression soften just a little...

It felt just like the way my own mother had looked at me when I left Pallet town. The last time I'd ever seen her. An expression filled with love, but also with hesitation, with concern…

"Maybe I'm just imagining it." I grumbled, tucking the device into my bag. Regardless, having a beacon capable of summoning an Elite Four member might come in handy. So long as Blue wasn't right about her promise being bravado.

Unlike Mt. Moon, the underground tunnel leading towards Lavender Town was well lit and stable. There were wild Pokemon of course-there always would be in caves- but it was relatively safe and secured.

As we'd wandered down the halls, I vaguely wondered how much longer the facilities would be functional. I'd never used this route in my previous life, as every time I'd made a trip along this part of Kanto I'd used the path Blue had warned me was still under construction. Perhaps I'd have felt a sense of nostalgia for this cave, if I'd left home at a younger age in my past life.

After several hours of walking, Blue had led us to a spacious alcove within the underground tunnel. Incenses which repelled wild Pokemon were placed at the entrance-According to Blue it had been specifically designed as a safe place for travellers to set up camp along the route between Lavender Town and Cerulean City, so we'd raised our tents there.

I laid in my own tent, finding sleep unusually difficult. I was still thinking about Blue's mother, Lorelei. How she'd abandoned Kanto in their time of need and sided with the enemy-But how that conflicted with the expression I'd seen on her face.

With a sigh, I sat up and opened my bag. Within one of the more obscure compartments, I unzipped a pouch containing a pair of plain notebooks. Opening the larger one, I checked my tent was closed and began to write everything I could remember about Lorelei from my past life within it.

[Elite 4 Lorelei - The Ice Queen

- Prodigal Ice Trainer
- One of Kanto's four strongest trainers, prior to Red
- Famous for fending off naval and aerial threats for years
- Said to be the only trainer capable of beating Lance
- Sided with Johto during the Kanto-Johto war
- Disappeared afterwards… Executed for treason?]

I frowned at the note with disappointment. I'd hoped to find something more useful by writing my thoughts down on the paper. My worries only increased further from the very vague memories I had about her.

Actually, something else worried me even more…

…I knew more than this.

It was an unsettling feeling, and one that had been growing stronger and stronger over the past few weeks. I had at some point remembered these details more clearly, but it was becoming slightly more difficult to remember parts of my life before I'd died and been sent back. The effects were still subtle for now, but they worried me.

What if I forget something important? What if I forgot about the Tauros Stampede, or some other crucial event I need to change?

It was because of these concerns that I'd bought the notebooks and hidden them inside my bag. They each served a different purpose. In one book I wrote down everything I could remember of my last life, whenever a memory came back to me strongly. In the other, I wrote a journal of sorts. Notes on the events of this life, new information I'd learnt, anything I thought might be important to remember later.

They weren't infallible, but looking at notes I'd made while the memories were clearer helped me to recall information with greater detail. It was the best idea I had to combat the fading memories.

By the same token as my subtly fading memory, I had noticed a more dramatic change in my own behaviours. Although it was hard to explain, I felt that I was acting more childish and innocent than I should. But I couldn't explain why, and I only felt it when looking at my own writings in the journal.

I really spent so much time playing games with Chee…? Why?

I frowned, flicking through the pages of the journal. I'd known just how pressing it was to stop the stampede, to prepare for it and grow stronger, yet I'd been playing children's games?

The unsettling feeling strengthened, tightening against my gut, and I closed both books with a sigh of exasperation.

It doesn't matter. My goal hasn't changed. Even if I have been changed by my sudden return to the past, I will do whatever is necessary to save Pallet Town- And Kanto.

As I stowed the books away into my bag once again, a small tan rectangle appeared in my peripheral vision.

[Guardian:

"I think those books are far too dangerous to keep around."]

"Still protesting?" I mumbled in annoyance.

[Guardian:

"If anyone were to find them, the results could be catastrophic."]

"That's why they're hidden."

I placed the bag by my bedside, lying back into my sleep bag and resting my head on the built-in pillow.

"And it's a necessary evil. I can't afford to forget anything."

There was a long pause, and I couldn't shake the feeling the Guardian was scowling at me.

[Guardian:

"So be it."]

I closed my eyes, trying not to focus on the discomforting thoughts that washed about in my head. What mattered now was getting through the Gym Challenge as quickly as possible, and becoming strong enough to do something about the Tauros Stampede.

And for that, I needed my sleep.

Day 70:

The sun was halfway through it's daily arc as Blue led us into the rural Lavender Town. The houses were made of rather simplistic materials such as logs and wooden planks, notably contrasting the tall stone tower nearby.

There was no Pokemon Centre or Pokemart in Lavender Town, but there was an Inn and a few other tourist traps within the small village. I figured they probably got a decent income from travellers who were passing through, since they were along the route between Cerulean and Vermillion, but they weren't notable enough to be a genuine part of the Gym Challenge.

Nonetheless, Blue recommended we stay here in Lavender Town until the next morning, saying we'd barely make any progress if we went ahead today.

So we entered the foyer of the inn, a rustic wooden building with beautiful log walls. Although the large building was clearly ancient, it was easy to see that it had been lovingly cared for and even repaired when necessary. Beyond the polished floor of wooden planks by the entrance was a desk with an elderly lady hunched over it. She eagerly waved us over.

"Oh hello dearies~ Welcome welcome, are you here to stay the night?"

Her voice was aged but soft, a tone similar to one a grandmother might use with their grandchildren. I glanced over her, noticing the unusual white and red robes she wore, long and flowing, tied with a thick ribbon. She wouldn't have looked out of place at a religious ceremony. Her hair was practically white, and I couldn't make out her eyes through the thick wrinkles on her forehead and face.

Blue cleared his throat.

"That's right, the three of us need rooms overnight miss Pat."

"Oh… That voice… Blue, you're alright? I feared the worst when you told me you were going to Cerulean… The stars of fate told me-"

"Like I told you, I'm fine." Blue cut her off with a growl, and the elderly lady shrunk away slightly, but smiled fondly at him.

"Alrighty then dearie… Let's see here… Will you be wanting breakfast?"

Blue nodded, and the lady shakily pulled out a sheet of paper and squinted at it for a moment before looking up again.

"Three rooms will be 13,521 P. Is that alright dearie?"

Blue waved dismissively as if to say 'gramps will pay for it', and completed the transaction. The lady-'Pat', handed over a few rustic keys and smiled at us sweetly.

"Are these your friends, Blue?"

"Uh…"

He looked over at us for a moment, then mumbled something I couldn't hear.

"Yeah. Something like that." He finally answered, turning away from us.

"Dearies, would you like to hear what your future holds~?" The lady goaded, a glint in her eyes. "The line between life and death is thin here, the supernatural is easier to accomplish~"

Blue rolled his eyes at this, meeting my gaze and mouthing the words 'It's just nonsense' at me before walking off with his key.

I laughed softly and was about to leave myself, but I caught a glimpse of Chee's expression-One filled with wonder and excitement. She can read the future!? I wonder what sort of future we have…

She looked up at me with wide shining eyes, her brilliant silver pupils focussed on me with a pleading gaze. Can we? Please?

"Pat, was it? We'll have our fortunes read."

The elderly lady clapped her hands together eagerly, rubbing her hands back and forth.

"Oh wonderful~ One moment…"

She put on an oversized pair of spectacles and energetically waddled past the desk and over to us.

"Hold out your hands dearies, gloves off, palm up-Who wants to go first?"

Chee froze at the query, clenching her hands tightly at her chest.

"Hm? Is something wrong…?" The lady frowned.

"Ah, sorry… She doesn't like anyone to touch her hand." I sheepishly answered her.

There was a long pause, and the lady sighed with her hands on her hips. "Oh well, the palm reading's really just for show anyway. Look at me lass."

Chee looked up at her inquisitively, and the lady stared back at her as-I frowned. I could almost swear there was a faint glow coming from behind her squinting eyelids, but I couldn't really see from this angle.

"Ohoh~ You're quite the talent, ey? In fact-Oh my! I believe you'll become a figure of quite some renown in the future. A prodigy many will look to with awe and wonder!"

The elderly lady eagerly began listing off a bunch of praise.

"Yes, yes, success is definitely in your future, no concern there. As for love-Well I suppose you're too young still to care about such things. What else…"

The lady leaned in closer to the sheepish girl, who was beginning to redden on the cheeks from the intense staring. Chee turned away for a moment.

"Now now, I can't do this if you aren't looking at me dearie."

With some effort, Chee met the lady's gaze again, and the lady recoiled as if in shock.

"Oh my! Dearie, be careful! If you continue on your current path, you're going to die dreadfully young! Younger than anyone should!"

The lady grasped Chee's shoulders firmly. "This is no good! Your time is much too soon, but it doesn't have to be."

The lady sauntered off behind her desk and began digging through boxes, while Chee met me with a distressed look.

I'm going to die soon?!

I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes. I'd seen this sort of scam before, and I knew exactly what was going to happen next-She'd find some 'magic talisman' that could 'protect' Chee from her awful fate. We'd just need to 'reimburse' her somehow.

Then again… I myself had theorised that Chee would be in trouble in the near future. Red had ended up with both Chee and Blue's partners by the time we'd met in my last life, indicating that something horrible had befallen both of them…

I shook the thought aside. Another sign my maturity is fading, it's clearly a scam.

"You're not going to die, Chee. She's just trying to get us to buy something."

The black haired girl looked up at me with shock, as if the thought of it being illegitimate had never even occurred to her.

"Found it!" The lady announced, raising a string with a small green ornament shaped like a bulb dangling on it-An ornamental necklace.

The lady waddled back over to us with the necklace. "Fate's chains wind tight around all of us, even me. None of us possess the power to break free by ourselves, but with the help of the right artefacts, we can loosen their grip enough to evade the worst outcomes…"

She held the cheap-looking accessory out to Chee. "Fortune favours you today young lady, this is the last fate relic I have left! Won't you take it off my hands?"

Chee instinctively reached for the necklace, but froze. Her gaze nervously shifted back and forth between the necklace and me.

"How much is it?" I asked.

"Well relics that can alter fate are extremely rare~" The lady began, and I could almost hear the Pokedollar signs in her eyes. "Now I do my best to make them affordable, I also want to save anyone I can, but I do need to earn enough to get ahold of more… I suppose I could part with it for 20k?"

Chee reeled away in shock, and I sighed. The price was almost more than twice what Blue had paid for our rooms.

"Come on, let's go to our rooms Chee." I pushed past the lady and grabbed the keys Blue had left behind.

Chee hesitated for a moment, then turned her head away and snapped her eyes shut. The lady continued to hold the necklace for a moment, before sighing and letting her hand droop.

"Young man?"

The lady called to me as we walked away, and I paused to meet her with a deadpan look.

"Do you believe in ghosts?"

I didn't hesitate to respond.

"Not even a little."

She smiled wanly at me, then turned and hobbled away.

"Of course, that white hand on your shoulder; It's not real."

I snorted, not wanting to engage with her any further. However as I turned away, I caught the faintest glimpse of something.

A thin, almost dainty hand, recoiling from my right shoulder as if in shock. The hand was an ethereal white and transparent, and it ever so faintly reminded me of the glow from the lady's eyes. It slipped away and I tried to follow it with my eyes, but as soon as I tried to focus on where it was the image faded away like an illusion. When I glanced back at where the old lady had been, there was no sign of her.

What…?

Feeling throughly spooked, I shoved my concerns aside and pushed on to the rooms.

The rooms at the lavender town inn were-while rustic- just as comfortable as the rooms at the Pokemon Centres. The bed was soft large and cozy, the room was spacious, and there was enough furniture to accommodate the needs of any ordinary person.

A glance out the windows revealed a stunning view of the route our motley crew had arrived from, making the path look almost magical.

A small gloved hand placed itself on my left shoulder, and I turned back to see Chee sheepishly vying for my attention. Her thin arm was shaking slightly.

You promise I'm not going to die?

I sighed and brushed her hand away from my shoulder.

"It's just a scam, Chee. She's trying to scare you so you'll waste your money on her."

The black-haired girl sheepishly studied my eyes for a few moments, but eventually nodded. I trust you.

It took some time, but I eventually soothed her enough that she retired to her own room. She'd obviously wanted to sleep in my room again, but I'd insisted she try sleeping on her own.

As I laid back against the bed, Yeller curling up by my side, my mind wandered back to what the lady had said once again.

Do you believe in ghosts… I said no, but then again, aren't I a ghost, in a way?

I'd already died once, yet I was still in the land of the living. Clinging to a life I'd already lost in the hope that I could change things for the better this time. Yet, even as my determination held firm I found myself questioning my capability.

Sure, I was growing stronger as a battler, learning from what Red had taught me in my last life, and now I had Blue and Chee helping as well…

But one stronger soldier wouldn't turn the tide of the war. If I wanted to make a significant difference, I would need to find Red. It was only thanks to him I had any meaningful impact on the war to begin with. He would know what to do.

I discarded the thought, it was meaningless for now anyway.

That lady's stunt with the white hand sure was creepy, though…

[Guardian:

I am inclined to agree.]

I frowned at the sudden return of the Guardian. You found it disturbing as well?

[Guardian:

Indeed. I didn't think anybody would be able to see me. I suppose I will have to be more cautious.]

…What?


Author's Note:

Hey, it's been a while huh?

There's plenty of things I could use as excuses, but I won't hit you with any of those. The long and short of it would just be me complaining about real life anyway.

I'm seeding a lot of things for later, but I've noticed that-As many friends and readers have pointed out- The story is moving quite slowly. To some extent this is by design, sure, but I do confess that when I was originally writing this story I expected to have reach a specific moment by chapter 30. A moment which we are, by the current pace-

*Checks notes*

At most halfway towards, as of chapter 41!

Look, it's not my fault that I keep finding new and interesting ways to expand the story~

At any rate, although I have no intention of removing valuable content for the sake of faster pacing, I do like the idea of reaching the end of the story someday before I die, and as such, I'm going to try and speed things up a little without sacrificing the story quality.

In the end this mostly means I'll be doing less between-town stories, as those are the most spontaneous. Although perhaps just a few more… But I'm so excited for my next section…

A-ahem, well that's my rambling thoughts on today's chapter! I hope you enjoyed it!