He was abruptly alone again.

X had been growing steadily more distracted; more erratic, in a strange not-connected-to-the-world way that disturbed Serin more than anything else he could recall dealing with.

Not that that says much ...And now this ( Read more... )

If anything could be said to be different than following Corbeau through the barrens -- and the wreckage of Neo-Arcadia -- it was this place. So many people! And from so many places. It seemed unreal.

But then, everything seems unreal right now ...But Corbeau had advised that he keep moving. He certainly did, too, outside the world altogether ( Read more... )