We Go Up の小説・ストーリー

Deadly. “We go to war.”

"We hunt." ​

I guess I was wrong. “Okay, let’s go up, then.” I said.

“What is it?” There was a light chuckle on the other end of the call, “It’s a surprise Bowie, which means you’ll want to be surprised when you see it.” Bo let out a slightly dramatic groan, pushing himself up and onto his real leg in one motion. He grabbed at the piano bench, using it’s height and solidity to pull himself all the way onto his feet.

with that we turn and head for the portal. taking a deep breath and eachothers hands we jump in.

Maybe we'll make it enough. Together.

My words hung in the air, a plea for understanding and the need for a space where our thoughts could flow freely. My father's expression softened, his eyes reflecting a blend of understanding and a touch of relief. He nodded, his response accompanied by a gentle smile. "Sure, Jasmine," he replied, his voice a soothing balm to my nerves. "Let's head upstairs." Levi, standing by my side, offered a reassuring squeeze of my hand, his unwavering support a silent affirmation of our shared journey. With a collective understanding, the three of us made our way up the stairs, the steps creaking softly beneath our weight, each echoing footfall marking the significance of this moment.

Life goes on. We go back into the house together. Together. ---

"Let's go meet our Mom." •the end•

Alive. We did not look back.