- "I know you're trying to reassure me, but when Faine and I woke up back in my old place, neither of us had any recollection at first. So I worried that.. it might have.. You know." Made Nari forget too. She saw how Brook's memory loss affected Faine. Or the fact the Brook didn't have a memory..

No- no, you're fine. I'm just glad you're all here and safe." She didn't protest, this allowed her to curl up into Nari, wrapping her arms around her torso now. While she could look at what Nari was doing, her eyes were tracing the profile of her face, recommitting it to memory. -

Her eyes were wide, a hint of panic in them. "I don't know, I thought-" Something bad happened. "You just weren't here when we arrived and.." It was a few days, and her mind jumped to the worst conclusions. Nestling her head into Nari's neck, she relaxed finally. "I missed you."

Nari had to know that zero warning warranted thrashing and a few obscenities from Fae's end. Short lived once she heard Nari's voice, making her look up in disbelief. "Nari-" She squirmed around to get her arms around her neck in a tight hug. "You're back."

- present.

What a relief to see a clear picture of faces they once could not place barely a month ago. Things seemed to flood back more clearly the more faces they saw once they were back in Krouhaven.

A terrible feeling it was to have been homesick with no recollection of why until the pieces fit

- Their magic was no longer what they once knew and grew up with and that was a start to follow their instincts, draw closer to the new energy they now drew from, fit names to these faces they could vaguely see, construct some sort of timeline or important sequence of events, reorient to the new -

- "Me too, Fae, let's go home."

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It took a few weeks to finally fit the pieces together of this once blacked out puzzle before they set out with no destination in mind but to follow where their instincts told them. Warlocks had portal spells, why not other beings or even places? -

- replied.

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"Faine, I don't think I'm supposed to be alive, I…"
"I remember. You went before I did. And then we ended up somewhere else entirely."
"So.. this place, it's real? Those people-"
"Must be if we're having similar dreams."
Looking down, her voice was quiet, "... I feel homesick."
-

- than his twin. Fae usually woke from these seeming night terrors screaming and unable to calm herself. No need to beat around the bush, with his hands on her shoulders he finally asked, "What is it? What are you dreaming about?"

"A life we haven't lived yet or lived and don't remember." She -

- It felt like a blackout puzzle without edges. Bits and pieces put together here and there, no promises about whether they would fit or when they would fit. These "nightmares" trickled in slowly, almost nightly, Faine finally got fed up, caving first despite having hidden his own fatigue better -