CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN Guardians of the Temporal Tapestry

Lily and Alexander, holding hands before the gleaming mirror that connects them to numerous lifetimes, waited for their fate. The attic above them was something Lily had never seen but something she and West would have together in their future, if they made it out alive. “Which time is it home?” Lily’s question echoed the unknown and potential waiting out in the vast expanse of the world. The love and rigor in Alexander’s eyes were reflected in her eyes. “Darling, dear Lily, home is us, no matter the place of time chosen.  But is it not semantic to ask which ‘the’ time should we select?  If only we knew how we can work for the good of others, spreading light across the history of time. ” Lily visibly perked up and a slow, resigned smile played across her face as she comprehended the instruction. “Oh, you are right, you know,” I was nodding my head in agreement, “we have been entrusted with incredible power, and we could turn into caretakers of time, into the beings that are m